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Nope. It was a goof they did on their downtime.

Cool story bro: I was in the Second City Conservatory with these two when they filmed this. Both were very nice and very funny individuals. You can touch me now,

I went through the Second City conservatory with him. He's a very nice dude, and we weren't surprised when he became famous because he was way more talented than the rest of us. That's all.

A couple years ago I was at a Halloween house party with not one, but two sexy Carmen Sandiegos, one of whom it turns out was a Playboy model. Good times.

Forget the tripe that is Movin' Out…Billy Joel's earnest MOR craftsmanship is tremendously better suited for the stage than, say, Paul Simon or Sting. Plus he has the classical scoring chops. I have no doubt he could be a new Alan Menken (i.e., someone who makes listening to musicals a bearable experience).

"Hey Ya" may be a bit more emotionally complex than you realize:

25% white guilt, 75% the fact that she's really freaking gorgeous. And I'm not just saying that because she looks like my fiancé.

Nope, that would be Danitra Vance.

Hi all. I'm more of a long-time lurker than a poster, but you are my favorite online community, so I wanted to share with you all that I got engaged this Sunday. And I'm very happy about it. Happy enough that I'm sharing it for no reason with strangers on a pop culture website.

No joke, I saw him do standup two weeks ago in Chicago. He performed for 2.5 hours and killed it.

My girlfriend is black, I'm white. There's only been one time I've ever interrupted our boot-knocking, and that's when "Strange Fruit" by Billie Holiday showed up on the randomizer.

Love, love, love. Rarely have I been so equally turned on and frightened.

2013 Emmys cancelled. Renamed the "Breaking Bad Awards".

My love for this woman is endless. Incredibly beautiful, terribly talented, kick-ass dancer, batshit insane. The entire package.

The first two times I was with my current girlfriend, whom I love terribly and with whom I've had really outstanding sex with for three years, I suffered the male-ego-demolishing let down. She was the first person I'd been with after a very long-term relationship that had disintegrated sexually, and evidently I was

At the time femininity equated to the tallness of one's hair, and Dolly's wigmaker simply couldn't keep up.

For what it's worth, it's normal to feel how you feel right now. A lot of people have before you, including many, many people on this board.

As a precocious, angry teenager with missing parents, social blindness and far more interest in exerting my will about what "should be" than working with people or earning passing grades, who'd develop crushes of blinding intensity on unattainable women who I thought could be conquered through cleverness alone,