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Holy shit. I don't get it....I really don't. I don't understand why somebody would go through the process of powering up, logging on, and finding sites to go to, all for the express purpose of spreading misery, bullshit, negativity and overall dickishness. I don't get the appeal of doing this sort of disturbing

High five!

and miss out on all the fun?? Nah! Dig deep!! You can hack this!

Cool! Thanks for the heads-up!

Damn. Frankly, the effort to post the list of reasons would automatically trump my potential 'butt hurt'.

That's odd. Don't the strippers usually have MORE plastic surgery than the customers?

I'll hold my enthusiasm until he smashes the clock on the scoreboard.

"Let the cocaine-infused, disco-soundtracked swinging BEGIN!! HUZZAH!!"

It really is a fantastic movie. Russell seems to really enjoy the goofball he plays, and he does it quite well. I wish he would get back more in the game, actually. And yeah, Cattrall is also pretty cool. Strange how easy it is to forget how charming she was in her pre-SATC days.

The kicker is that back then, moviemaking, and movies in general, had balls. Risks were taken; characters were written to be wild, out-of-control, and frightening. Stories were bleak and depressing (one of my favorite genres, in fact, is the post-Watergate, government-conspiracy flicks, like The Parallax View, Three

Damn! I had no idea they were working on that sort of stuff, though I admit, I haven't paid much attention to it in a while. In fact, the last I heard, they were speculating that the Aurora would be limited to surveillance, not quick-response airstrikes (of course, that was back in the days when we didn't seem so

Playing with fire fighting equipment? NOT one of the "seven bolts" or screws or nails or whatever they are.

"Seems a bit harsh."—Ray Rice

"She said something about 'anything I can say that'll keep you from punching me in the face' or something."

It was a sex game that got REALLY out of control.

"The horseshoe emblem of the Colts shows seven nails or studs. Each one represents a quality we want in a player/leader for our team - smart, tough, dynamic, physical, character, integrity, and respect."

A-fucking-men. Look, I have a beautiful, wonderful daughter, and while I love her, and being her father, I'm still not absolutely in love with kids. That said, I'm a mature adult, which means I see something like a harried mother of a whiny kid, and I might smh as I walk off, mumbling to myself something along the

I don't see how "Journalism" as a college major can survive another decade, actually; or at least in it's present form. Someday, it'll have to evolve to handle some sort of 'Blogging' submajor or something along those lines. Newspapers survive, but only on life support; they don't have years left in them. Magazines

As a Pirates fan who watched the team dump Morneau in favor of the Davis/Sanchez platoon, only to watch him have a very nice, productive season for the Rockies, I wholeheartedly support the idea that Davis was supported based on something OTHER than his ability to hit baseballs effectively. Great guy, bad hitter.

FOUR hours?! What the fuck is the point of that?? If you're able to finish lunch, and tell someone "Yeah, we'll get some dinner, right after I finish with my sentence", the whole point of the exercise is lost.