by Danny Peterson January 10, 2004
Do I have five! five dollars huaghlhslhlhxjaenhuvfhlkuhdchldefvljwbfjvhwlvwjv. I have five, do I have six six kjknskjcjnskksznvksnvkjdsnkjcsnvsnvnsjnv. Six dollars, going once, going twice SOLD, to redneck in the front row.
by Danny Peterson January 28, 2004
In the midlle of nowhere, the place where Sean Peterson lives. Nobody quite knows what it is exactly: it's too big to be a neighborhood, and it can't be classified as a town because it has no post office. It's just a simple community, located, in the Twilight Zone (dodododododododo).
I know, let's have a DARBY-que.
by Danny Peterson January 10, 2004
student: Is it lunch yet?
teacher: No, but you sound, oh what's the word, PASSIONATE?
student: Oh, I am.
teacher: A ++++++++++ FOREVER!
teacher: No, but you sound, oh what's the word, PASSIONATE?
student: Oh, I am.
teacher: A ++++++++++ FOREVER!
by Danny Peterson January 13, 2004
teacher: so what does this book tell us about society?
student: Dude, it's like, symbolism, you know, sybolism, symbolism...uh...SYMBOLYSIM!
teacher: A+++++++++++++ FOREVER!
student: Dude, THAT is symbolim.
student: Dude, it's like, symbolism, you know, sybolism, symbolism...uh...SYMBOLYSIM!
teacher: A+++++++++++++ FOREVER!
student: Dude, THAT is symbolim.
by Danny Peterson January 12, 2004
A former agent of Foxhound who likes cracking the necks of genome soldiers and spending endless hours talking on his codec.
by Danny Peterson January 07, 2004
"You can't mess with me, I'm Djpp!"
by Danny Peterson January 10, 2004