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I can live with that.

I think 312 is pretty okay, what does that say about me, Will?

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Since I'll probably be inebriated past the point of being able to communicate thought through type this weekend, I hope everyone enjoys their Labor Day.

Any winter Olympic sport puts me to sleep. Maybe besides hockey, and Skeleton.

Groups E and F are going to be so much fun. Plus, Group F is the Zlatan tribute group, minus APOEL.

Go see it.

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I made an omelette for dinner. It was pretty good. So... yeah.

Semi-interesting story about me procuring a Dave Brubeck record:

Howard Hughes really pissed the bottle here, didn't he?

"It's not two Jesuses, though, it's Saints"

I love you like an uncle, Erg.

Well, that's depressing.

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Okay, maybe I'm slow (I am) and I'm not understanding something around here (I'm not), but why am I in the grey in some places and not others? Do I only post approved comments when I comment on posts from authors/fellow commenters I'm followed by?

I think the key is to not swallow the gum.

Vomiting in the Stanley Cup is about as malicious to Canada as it gets.

+25toLife

Spanish translation or bust.

You could've just said tl;wc.

C'mon, Albert, everyone knows the classiest fried food is a Scotch egg.

Greg's fault. Definitely Greg's fault.