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Twelve seconds. That's as much as I could stand, and I don't even have sound on this computer.

I don't think that's crap. I think that's vomit.

Curtis, a fairly large percentage of these threads degenerate into exactly that already.

Yet it would imply that ZMF lives w/said daddy.

TimC, I envision you using using the "nose-wrinkle/tug the earpiece" method of pushing your glasses up while you typed that.

The Day the Clown Cried.

Wait, I wasn't paying attention again. Who's naked, besides me.

'Splosions. Gotta have 'splosions.

Alone? Pshh. He had the contents of his trusty suitcase!

*gasp* Aren't those the 7 words you can't say on the internet?

mmmm pizza in a sombrero…

Some Danny DeVito "earnest teacher in the ghetto"-type vehicle came out a few years ago (okay, so I just checked imdb and can't figure out which movie it was, so maybe it wasn't DdV, altho I have just learned he was in My Little Pony: the Movie). Anyway, a scene from the preview : DvD (or whoever) using the term

Now hold on, hold on, back up- I can get a pity fuck by being pathetic?? oh MAN that's gonna change my life!

Two words: Avogadro's number.

You'd piss to potentially save flaming Carrey? I'd get me some fuckin marshmallows n' pointed sticks.

Bascule: No. Lots of places in Washington are shitholes with no proximity whatsoever to awesome places. Case in point: Pullman, home of Washington State University, aka Wazzu (nickname actually copyrighted by the university, natch). It's fucking 2 hours to Coeur d'Alene, which doesn't count 'cause that's Idaho.

I once dated an individual who was fucking terrified by the talking dog in Son of Sam. I thought it was hilarious (the talking dog) (and the freaked-out significant other hiding under a blanket during that scene).

Crumpet? That's what happened when I t-boned a minivan with my '79 Corolla. Both vehicles kinda crumpeted.

I suppose there are worse places to be than face down on top of Marilyn Monroe.

When I stand to wipe my ass
I like to pass a little gas.
It clears my hole and dries the bowl
and shows I got a lot of class.