As a former bully, I was extremely offended by the ending. One of these days we (bullies) are going to rise up against the tyranny of closeted sociopaths and vampires (werewolves also)

Spark.com was great…back when the internet was good, not like nowadays, nossirree. I used to walk through 2 miles of snow uphill to gets to the internet back then, and it was worth it…nowadays all these snot-nosed punks have it right in their own bedrooms, no wonder society is crumbling under our feet ,the economy,…

then about 30min later sizzling into yet another bowl (porceline this time)….circle of life

When I was a kid
I thought he was the coolest guy…still do.

He means he's an "ee-yoot"

Mawnin?…time stamp says 12:01…nice…I wish I was still in school.

and superhuman fame-whoring/social-climbing abilities.

The boy looks like a Clay Aiken fan to me. The girl is like, "Your my hero, hee hee!"(giggling nervously).

That would be the "Nadya Suleman Doll: The Doll that Shits Babies"

Everybody gets A's!! (and hugs) …there is no last place in the Liberal Arts!

Agatha Christie is a racist. HATE CRIME!!

Nothing is worse than a woman telling you how "dry" her panties are.

Oh, btw, my analrapist says that atheism and agnosticism are not the same, also.

Egg Nog Sticks! Egg Nog Sticks!

Shouldn't the petals be steered with unlimited rounds of automatic gunfire? Was there an alien invasion offscreen that is blowing the petals around? Are the petals spreading a virus that turns innocent humans into bloodthirsty zombies? Gimmee something to work with here…geez.

Mary Pickford is Canadian! She's the bees knees! That gal can "churn my butter" any time!

too bad they didn't photoshop-away that shit-eating grin.

Donnie Darko 2: Don't Do What Donnie Darko Does

I went to fat-camp once. We got our asses kicked by the rich kid camp.

My family had Mousetrap but it only came with the instructions written in Chinese so we would put it together and, not knowing any better, set off the Rube Goldberg contraption a couple times and put it back in the box…then we would start crying and fighting and mom would start yelling and dad would start drinking….