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Beatbox-off! Who's better: PB drunk, or Pilgrim sober?

Many wife-beaters claim love as the root of their rage, too.

I thought He tried to answer me, actually, but I later found out there had been a couple fighting in the next apartment that was pretty audible through the bathroom vent. It was a relief to know that Jesus wasn't presenting as an angry latina that night.

They were awkward to use, weren't they? But so cool.

*shudder* No. No it isn't.

I can't view it either, so I'll have to get by on just commenting on the comments for today.

We can't make this shit up. Surely you've been here long enough to know this. 5 minutes oughtta do it.

JVS: What I mean is that no photo, no matter how blood splatterd…no, let me start over. That photo, ESPECIALLY if it's blood splattered, will only win more sympathy and support from her followers. It's the card-carryin' redneck way, brother.

I'm usually in the same boat, hatin, but tonight, I'm having a VP debate party. We're hunking icing-smothered cream puffs at the tv every time the debate gets embarrassing. 10 points if you can hit Palin right in her self-righteousness!

JVS, you seriously underestimate the mish-mash, shoot-em-up values of the redneck.

That seems less gagging and more, you know…constipated. I think it's the panting and the
urrghhing.

Feelings, yes, but would an ego of such magnitude be capable of the introspection necessary to realize a possible error in judgment (mistreating/under-appreciating said ex), and thus succumbing to regret?

And cholesterol.

Granted, JVS, but the Indian usually stays in the cigar store. I think there's something fishy about that Quaker Oats guy. I fear him because I do not understand him.

Well deflected, Pilgrim.

Nah, I think the King and the Quaker would make a mean team if brought together. That's whole grain greasy goodness all in the shape of a french fry, for some reason!

Agreed. I never saw the King go near the kiddos. The Quaker Oats man who follows your children around with a tray of granola bars gives me nightmares, however.

Or make some homemade McGriddles with the Batter Blaster.

I think Soundgarden already attempted this, Marth.

7 seemed like such a wee little number that I looked it up before I responded. I'm only 28, but 23 already seems like years ago. 5, at least.