In times of old, I might have done a double-take at that and called Dan's judgment into question. Nowadays, seeing how far he's fallen, not even that is much of an eyebrow raiser; it's just Dan being Dan and we're all more concerned about when Dikachu and idiotking are coming in anyhow.

Actually, the Savage Arsehole goes over the Savage Dik.

I'm not expecting to make it that far, but if I do and the will and the ability are still there, I wouldn't mind being sexually active at that age.

I thought that OBA was a woman at first too. For all we know, the one clue to the writer's gender in the original letter could have been left on the editing room floor.

The nose is filled in with a styrofoam pool noodle. The visual effect is great from a distance, but up close, the urethra is noticeably about an inch or so wider than it needs to be and not suitable for simulated jizzing.

There is a suit, yes. Apparently @Tity Boi falls for it twice a week, so it must be effective. On its owner, anyway. I'm only borrowing it for the next night or two, then I'm giving it back.

I don't know. Like I said, it belongs to @ElDan (so you'll have to ask him), which might explain why my legs are about three inches too long for the legs.

*puts on ElDan's Dikachu suit*

Oh, certainly, albeit with the caveat that she doesn't have a fuck of a lot else in terms of options or opportunities for advancement.

I'm tempted to call bullshit on that. I have a decent number of scars myself and if that theory held any water, I'd be a lot more popular with the ladies than I am.

One of my sisters has been making peanuts working a dead-end job for a multi-national corporation six or seven years and her third child is due here any day now. And apparently, she recently said something to a doctor about this being her fifth pregnancy and there's no telling what happened to the other two.

My mind just turned that into a trailer for an Adam Sandler movie narrated by Don LaFontaine.

I come from a predominantly Catholic family and none of my aunts or uncles, to my knowledge anyway, have more than four children (please note that I am not counting step-children for these purposes). My grandparents, on the other hand, had seven.

Either Leviathan or The Hunter. The former tends to get the most praise, but the latter is probably their most approachable for the uninitiated.

I was watching Synecdoche, New York a couple weeks ago and I just couldn't keep the irony of it all out of my head.

I've heard the album and it left me feeling cold. Maybe it's one of those things that's better experienced in a performance setting than listened to.

Anal Cunt, anyone? I'll have to think over the song list a bit longer, but Gloves of Metal would make for an epic 11:00 number.

My best uninformed, off-the-cuff guess is that he knows of it, but hasn't heard any of the pre-Buckingham/Nicks albums. Oh well.

I will smack your face off of your face!

That one spooked me a bit, too. That fanfare is too bombastic for its own good.