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Screen Name: Pressed
Email: pressed (aht) avoidingevil (doht) com
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Hometown: Sullivan, MO
DOB: January 25, 1979
Age: 28
Education: BA Religion. MA Divinity.
Languages: English
Work: Full-time Youth Ministry
Politics: On the Right
Marital Status:Married

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Hometown: Sullivan, MO
DOB: May 06, 1984
Age: 23
Education: Associate of Arts in education,
Bachelor of Science Elementary Education
Languages: English
Work:Full-time Mommy
Politics: On the Right
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    May 31, 2002 @ 10:00 am by Pressed

    Well it never fails. If there is ever a time that me and my friends get together at someones house the fun and excietment never ends, only this time it was my house. My parents are on vacation so I decided to invite everyone over for a BBQ. Interestingly enough within the first five minutes of the first guest arriving the excitment started. I decided, being the genius that I am, to move the BBQ grill up onto the upstairs porch since I knew thats where everyone would be. During this time I sent a friend to go get some charcoal. He gets back and loads up the grill while I am not around and starts squirting tons of lighter fluid on the ole grill… and when I say a ton I mean a ton. Now little does he know that he has purchased ‘match light charcoal’ and he doesn’t need to be putting any lighter fluid on it at all. I grab the lighter and stick my hand down in the grill to light it completely oblivious to the terror that awaits me. If you have ever watched Star Wars think back to the scene where the Death Star blows up because thats pretty much what it looked like. Flames shooting out of the BBQ grill, so hot and high that I couldn’t get around it to get in the garage door. It ended up burning all of the paint off of the grill, making a once green BBQ grill red. I am just thankful that it didn’t melt the siding of the house.

    The excitment doesn’t stop here. Next we have the flying game cube trick. We are all big fans of Super Smash Brothers on Nintendo Game Cube. So I went out and purchased a brand spankin new game cube just for the BBQ because I knew we would have a blast playing that! We get a little excited while playing it…ok so we get really excited and a certain friend decided to jump up. In the process of this the cord yanked the game cube off of the counter sending it plummeting onto the hardwood floor. OUCH! A cracked game cube and a dent in the hardwoood floor… but at least the game cube still worked and we continued to play. Wal-mart did take the game cube back and I got another new one so it was all good.

    Even with all the exciting things that happened I had a great time anyway. It was a fun evening of BBQ, washers, super smash brothers, 007, basketball, and shooting the .357 magnum. Oh and by the way, another lesson learned by a certain girl I know. If you are shooting a .357 magnum for the first time, don’t stick your thumb in front of the cylinder when you fire the weapon because you tend to get a load of gun powder embedded in your burnt finger…

    Pressed

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