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My high school was near a Wal-Mart, so one day we're out smoking in the school parking lot and an ambulance comes screaming down the road heading towards the Wal-Mart, so this guy we called Junebug says "somebody must've got hit by some falling prices". We laughed.

I know it's not TV related, but I somehow managed to buy the soundtrack to Halloween III when I was a kid. This was like 1993, so why the soundtrack to that movie was readily available in a retail store at that time still baffles me.

Let's just make sure we do this after eight o'clock, so that none of our suppers are disturbed.

Dr. Milo was eaten alive by mutant rats.

They had several characters die on Brave and the Bold. One of the Blue Beetles and Black Canary's mom come to mind, but I'm pretty sure there were more.

More fun than Dark Knight Rises.

So the cops knew that internal affairs was setting them up?

Your town/city sounds delightful.

Batman's a scientist.

Good thing it's only on computers.

The plot to Bad Dudes was pretty solid.

There is a 15 person limit for that one. He also states it may take place in his hotel room.

Michael Myers, apparently.

I guess you've never heard of the Atlantic Coast Conference College Baseball Tournament.

The Ewoks apparently have no problem with roasting and eating other sentient beings alive, and they decapitated a couple Stormtroopers and used their heads as bongos. Ewoks are probably the most vicious creatures in the entire trilogy.

Talk all the shit about the Eagles you want, but 14 year old me finger-banged two different chicks at church summer camp in 1993 while listening to Tequila Sunrise and Peaceful Easy Feeling in the back of the church van.

"You know what, tell them it was Sasquatch, they probably won't know which friend you're talking about."

I'll just leave this here.

A frat from Wake Forest has a house in my neighborhood, and man are those kids just sad. They keep the place really nice, and whenever they have a "party" it's just them hanging out, drinking beer and cooking out on the grill. Their lameness infuriates me.

I peaked in the fall of 2001 when I purchased a couple of Greenhornes CDs from Meg White at a White Stripes show at Cat's Cradle in Chapel Hill. She said she loved me.