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Name: Dalton Barnett
Location: Texas, United States
Birthday: 6/27/1984
Gender: Male


Interests: Comedy and your mom.
Expertise: Bringing the Funny
Occupation: Student
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Member Since: 1/26/2004

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Sunday, April 24, 2005

Wow, it's been so long since we've written on here.  Over 1 year obviously.  Looks like we're going to open up shop again.  Tonight was probably one of the funniest nights in soo long.  We had a party at a hotel and chilled and had some good times.  My voice was completly gone by this point.  Lets see what happened.....Poindexter bottled my bottle with his beer (where it makes it over flow) so I held it over him so that it flowed all over his shirt.  Stiffler was really gone as always.   He began to put a box on his head and bobble it like the funky chicken.   Then we poored malt beverage over him while he had the box on his head.  He took some sugar packets and put them all over Laura (looked like she was doing crack).  Then we went to IHOP where Stiffler and I mooned all the other passengers in the other car.  Plus, he decided to bang on every button that was in Laura's car including flashers, radio, etc. etc.  Finally when we arrived, I went to the bathroom where Bill was already camping out.  He then attempted to pee on me, luckily I moved out of the way in time.  However, he through a paper towel that had been soaked in something (I wasn't about to find out) but I attempted to duck.  This was a bad choice though because I jammed my neck and jaw right into the pipeline of the urinal.  Damn that hurt.  We went to sit down and I told him there were some cute girls ahead as we were walking by.  As we walk past him he goes "So anyways I was telling her about the girls calling you Tripod"..omg I would have laughed so hard if I had my voice.  I sat down while he went back in the bathroom for some reason.  He came out with his hair all wet and spiked. HE PUT HIS HEAD IN THE TOILET!  Yes thats right he gave himself a swirley (although he didnt flush).  It was soooo funny.  We sat down to enjoy our meal (somehow).  I dont remember much of the meal except Stiffler saying "Donde esta la fucking fork".  Because the stupid waitress didn't give us any silverware.  So he goes to get some silverware, then the waitress stops him and says how rude that is to him.  Even though had she brought out the silverware he wouldn't of had to go get it himself.  When I think of more I'll edit this to be even much more.


Monday, April 19, 2004

You know it's been a while since we've written on here.  We've been doing alot of non drinking.  Imagine that, two alcoholics ceasing.  I guess it was bound to happen, but you know how this works.  The alcoholics in us will eventually come back for new and whacky adventures!  Tahiti was really fun, Dalton decided to get there and think it was a good idea to drink and ENTIRE PITCHER at once of a particular beverage, and he was gone for the rest of the night.  I nocked out a quarter bottle of some beverage I was drinking.  I was gone for the night as well, it was so fun.  I made Feiser do his "WHHHATTTT" and tried to make voice memos to myself but they just sounded slurish the following day of sobriety.  But as I do after every party, got my taquidos (with my girlfriend this time)..but this time I didn't piss my pants in the drive through.  It's kind of hard to whenever you have your girlfriend next to you.  But boy, was I ever so tempted (jk).  The next day we went to the Olive Garden for some recoop meal time, and found about all the scandals of the night.  Including Nick's now famous back that ass up dance (please feel free to demonstrate this again some other time).  So we went to see The Punisher the other day, and now Dalto's going around telling everyone he's going to "Punish" them because he's the Punisher.  However, I told him you lose all effect if you don't have a cigarette in your mouth.  So now he smokes a pack a day, just going around and telling everyone, he's going to punish them....with a cigarette in his mouth...at all times.  So look out, or his smoking ass will punish you too!  I'm sure this summers antics will bring in quite alot of humorous stories, but until then, thats all I got.  Oh one more thing, Dalton keeps trying to do my mom now because he said "dude you can tell your mom used to be hot!", so..FUCK HIM....I will not share the same pain Burkett's mom has to face (or Burkett for that matter).

-Patrick


Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Dear Xanga,

Fuck you!

-Dalton


Monday, March 29, 2004

We really haven't had much time for drinking lately basically because of my illness and Patrick's willingness not to drink b/c I'm not (little hint Patrick--I really haven't stopped drinking).  But here is a hilarious story from high school or really the summer during.  One of my friends had to go to summer school b/c he was a fucked-up loser that couldn't even pass high school classes.  Well anyway he tried to get drunk everyday before his damn classes.  Well one morning he got a little too tipsy on the way to school and passed out at the wheel.  He came up behind a jail bus, got underneath the tire and flipped the bus.  His car was so totalled but he survived the incident without a scratch.  Seeing what he had done, he got out of his car and ran not thinking it was a jail bus and just a regular ole bus.  He got about 100 yards and he heard a police officer yelling at him with his gun pointed at him.  He stopped turned around and went to jail.  When they finally could wake him up in his cell, he found out he was arrested for evading the scene of an accident and DWI.  He knew he was going to be in jail for a long time so he got a good lawyer.  He got off with a $500 fine and no jail because he proved that there was no way to find him intoxicated because they did not have that in the police report.  So he's in college now with a 4.0 when he couldn't even pass high school the first go around.

- Dalton 


Thursday, March 25, 2004

Here's a little poem for all of you:

There once was a boy who went to college,

And he was really smart.

He started to drink a lot,

Here's where his downfall starts.

He started to skip class and waking up really hung over,

with piss all over his bed.

And he had to throw-up every morning,

Fearing the next day he would end up dead.

 This went on for about 6 months straight,

For this boy just wouldn't learn his lesson,

There was pot going on for his day of death,

And this kept everyone guessing.

He got drunk during class,

Passed out till the end,

And just when he thought it couldn't get any worse,

His problems were just starting to begin.

His grades started to slip,

He started not to care,

He started to drink even more,

And he his face started to have this blank stare.

This all came to an end when he ended up in the hospital.

He was throwing up blood,

He had to give up his drinking,

And this raging alcoholic was no longer a stud.

He ended up with cancer in his stomach,

Something he had to live with the rest of his life.

He had to give up on habits,

And had to live out the rest of his life with his strife.

-Dalton (don't drink)



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