... both coming and going...

Look at all them rich white kids

I've never understood the fascination with blunts. What an awful way to smoke pot.

What, precisely, is the relevance of the seeds?

I'd like to organize a flash mob for the 20th anniversary date. Pretty simple, no practice dance needed. We just get a bunch of people to show up somewhere and at the appointed time, sit down, grab their knee, rock back and forth and cry "Why? Why? Why?"

I stripped off my jeans and boxers and cleaned myself up as best I could.

If that's the case, you can call me Turbo Gunslayer.

Laugh

Remember the Fall of the Roman Empire with 1/2 price red wines.

This is Dane Cook's doing, isn't it? Seriously, fuck that guy. (And if the sustained, derpy popularity of the shocked isn't his doing, well, fuck him anyway.)

Then she ate it.

Naps as short as 10 to 20 minutes? Hell, 30 minutes? It makes me that long to just get to sleep. If there isn't a 2-hour window, a nap just can't happen for me. booo.

"Let it be noted that I was of the "husky" body type back then."

(note: Hepatitis C is not the name of a drink)

Football tends to bring out the class.

Hey; I resemble this remark.

She also made out with The Shat in ST6.

"Also, reader Paul sent in a song this week called "Welcome to the Spaceship, Motherfucker" by a band named Oozing Wound."