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» Teenage Parties

a small party upstairs a friend's house
we had chinese take-out. Lots of white rice.

then we drank Blue Curacao. The horrid blue liqueur.

Because we were 15, we couldn't hold that kind of drink, and half way through the night were violently sick.
Out of the window.

The goo we produced, went out of the attic window and stayed on the roof. We laughed at the whole thing and passed out.

That night we slept it all off, and it rained outside.

Next morning, the 5 year old boy next door was amazed at the bright blue organic substance he found on the sidewalk (coming down through the roof drainage).

We didn't get in trouble, until we explained to him that we had been meat grinding Smurfs all night.
(Fri 14th Apr 2006, 22:00, More)

» Teenage Parties

those parties were a time of discovery
Discovering how many beers you can hold...
Discovering how to unhook a bra...

and of course... discovering how a Jack Russel acts after you taught him to drink Jack Daniels...
(Fri 14th Apr 2006, 21:50, More)

» Fire!

I was wearing
my brand new Star Trek t-shirt to a club, being all cool (what on earth was I thinking?), a good ten years ago, I was sixteen.

Anyway, I got a seat at the bar, where candles were lit. While talking with a mate, I suddenly got violently hit in the back by the barman. Turns out my brand new shirt caught fire and I spent the rest of the night with a gaping whole in my shirt.

I realise this isn't a very amusing story, but it was the first thing I remembered, but the whole concept of wearing a Star Trek t-shirt, because I thought that would be very cool, is funny to me.
(Sat 5th Nov 2005, 0:21, More)

» Hidden Treasure

When visiting my grandparents
I often went to play at a barren piece of ground near the river. One day when digging a hole (for the best reason ever: just digging a hole!) I found all kinds of shards. Must be ancient and worth loads of cash.
I took the biggest shard (which was huge) home and told them all about my discovery and my dawning career as an archaeologist.
Turns out that a few years ago local contractors used that site to dump trash from demolition projects, and the 'shard' i brought home was in fact a piece of a toilet.
(Fri 1st Jul 2005, 16:16, More)