a jam from the andre the giant collection...
Save Me
andre left his ipod in my car and before i returned it to him i stole a few hundred choice jam sandwiches. this is one of them. enjoy.

Save Me
andre left his ipod in my car and before i returned it to him i stole a few hundred choice jam sandwiches. this is one of them. enjoy.
hard to love america better than with coors light and crabs. there's a great joke in there somewhere. also watched fireworks, rode bikes, ate ice cream and drove an enormous chevy tahoe back and forth to the beach. so american! i love crabs about ten thousand percent right now. look at that carnage! also look at that hat! i bought it for $10 at wal mart. god bless america.
I always said that if I wasn’t nervous it might be time to give it up. Even though I’d done it hundreds of times it’s kind of like an actor getting on stage, there is somebody there who’s never seen you perform before so you want to do your best. A quote I heard from Joe DiMaggio was once he dove for a ball late in the season when they weren’t going to make the playoffs and they were winning 10 to 1 and they asked him why did you do that? He said: “well there may be one kid in the stands that’s never seen me perform so I wanted to give him my best.”
eric clapton's mother seems like a nice lady.
Cream:: Badge
Ringed by thickly forested mountains, illicit cigarette factories dot
the countryside, carved deeply into caves, high into the hills, and
even buried beneath the earth. By one tally, some 200 operations are
hidden in Yunxiao, a southwestern Fujian county about twice the area of
New York City. Over the last 10 years, production of counterfeit
cigarettes has soared in China, jumping eightfold since 1997 to an
unprecedented 400 billion cigarettes a year—enough to supply every U.S.
smoker with 460 packs a year. Once famed for its bright yellow loquat
fruit, Yunxiao is the trade's heartland, the source of half of China's
counterfeit production.
In the 1970s and ’80s, chances were good that anyone traveling the New York subways rode at least once in a car emblazoned with “Iz the Wiz.” Cryptic but euphonious, often abbreviated to the ultraminimal Iz, the signature could be seen all over the subway system: fat capital letters spray-painted on a door, below a window, across an entire car or even along the full length of a train.
Iz the Wiz was a legend among graffiti artists, by almost all accounts “the longest-reigning all-city king in N.Y.C. history,” as the graffiti Web site at149st.com puts it. In other words, Iz put his name, or tag, on subway cars running on every line in the system more times than any other artist.
MY MESSAGE IS THIS: GET YOUR PEOPLE IN ORDER "PHISH". AND NEVER COME TO
ALPINE VALLEY AGAIN. SHAME ON YOU. I AM POSTING ON CRAIGLIST BECAUSE I
HAVE USED IT TO SELL TRUCK PARTS AND LAWN FURNTITURE AND DOUBT AN
EDITOR'S LETTER IN THE JOURNAL/SENTINEL WILL REACH "PHISH" PEOPLE, WHO
MY NEIGHBOR SAYS ARE MOSTLY FROM ILLINOIS OR EASTCOAST. I AM ALSO
LOOKING FOR AN APOLOGY FROM THE MAN WHO COMMITTED THIS ACT. HE LEFT
BEHIND A WHITE HAT WITH AN ALIEN ON IT. ALSO A GLASS THING. I AM GOING
TO THROW THEM AWAY.





















