Throw in the girl in the belt, and you've got a winner, seanie. You could call it "Indian Jones - The Booty & The Belt".

Still fucks rocks, you say?

It could be made up…it's on the liner notes of God Ween Satan. I like to think it's true, because truth is stranger than fiction. And also a lot more entertaining than George Lucas' fiction.

ween
once had dinner with Harrison Ford, and he thought they were dicks. And maybe they are, but I'd rather see them in a movie.

I think TSaGG is selling certifications. It's all a set-up!

Far more convincing, because it involves good music.

Why buy anything on iTunes? Steve Jobs is Satan's diseased menstrual flow.

Can I get a hook-up on that sweet, sweet weed? Sounds like some good stuff.

It's an older version of the GigaBus, which will be replaced by the TeraBus. More bandwidth and toilets.

What I find interesting
Is how Wal*Mart won't stock CDs/books/etc which have "objectionable" or "offensive" content, yet will fill checkout stand racks with tabloid crap like this. Talk amongst yourselves.

and I will never forget when the Messy Scrotums played the Artichoke Void.

That's a tough one, but yeah, I'm leaning toward the parmesan foreskin too.

Oh yeah,
that was that show that I never watched when it was first on, and sounded like it sucked a lot. I bet I can find something better to do than watching the remake.

Kenshin Cocktail: the only drink that can slice your body completely in half.

Or boomers.

Mass murder was the only thing they ever did right, and they don't even do that anymore? What a bunch of losers. I hate boomers.

Every single person that has a speaking part in that MTV video
makes me want to vomit for a week. Where the hell is the Manson family when you need them?

That's why he's got her arm in both hands; he's twisting it and saying "Duck down, dammit! You promised!" And she's all "Oh, hee hee! I forgot, Tommy-Tom-Tom! Sorry!"

I think what you're discovering here is "reality". The shit we see in the promos is obviously the highlights.

Wow! That Elle Macpherson Intimates model must be shaved as close as Paul de Leeuw is to nubile boys.