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Butter Knife Posse

It hurts more when its dull !

About Me

Legend has it that 3 Youtz ate acid, went to the Chatterbox in Ocean City New Jersey and stole butterknives so that could run around the City terrorizing it. It was said that the reason they did it was because Ocean City is DRY town and there are no liquer stores in sight. This ment that they couldnt get the usual 9 case of Natural Light that they needed to stay sane. One lone Policeman standing on a corner almost lost his life that night if it wasnt for the Butterknife Posse not even noticing Him standing there.

My Interests

30 different girls a night, Dober Mans named Nicademus, Handcuffing Rich Harley to hampers, Green Jeeps, Blue Crysler New Yorkers, Selling our CDs to Tunes so we can last another day, Smackin bitches with fryin pans, Having girls give us money for beer and then going to the boardwalk and spending it all on who knows what, Comondeering shore houses, A girl named ACID, Sitting on fire escapes butt naked, Eating shrooms and trying to walk from Sea Isle to Atlantic City on the beach in the middle of the night and realizing nobody was behind you, Getting pinched by 21 Jumpstreet for havin a cup of beer on the street, Leather Jacket Matt pissing out the window insted of the toilet everytime he had to piss, Throwing eggs at bitches that wont leave, Breaking in and eating all the food at Roe Maglios house in Sea Isle City at 4AM, Not being on anyones side while holding a huge butcher knife, playing "Deadball" smashing Chris Jondreaus Grateful Dead CDs with a baseball bat in the alley without him knowing, Breaking the smoke machine so it wont stop running for a hour, The Moon Bong, Ron Grandes broken leg, Waking Rodgers up in the middle of the night so we could lynch him, Flicking a cig butt into a dixie cup at 10 yards out on the 1st try, Bumming 90 something smokes in a hour on the boardwalk and most importantly...getting evicted from the Honeycomb hideout that didnt even belong to us and then going back and trashing the joint before the summer was even half over.

I'd like to meet:

The "I DONT FORK AROUND POSSEE". We have a score to settle.

Movies:

fletch

Television:

The Knife collector channel

Books:

Sear's silverware catalog. Always in the market for a new piece.