Is it just my experience or do others out here get absolutely BONED right towards the end of the final lap...with shocking consistency. I'll lead a race for the majority of the race, with no one even close, and then the last quarter of the race I get BAMBOOZLED with red shells, lightning bolts and blue shells. End up…

We took a bottle of prune juice over to a get together and convinced one of my buddies that mixing prune juice and vodka was the cool thing that everyone was doing these days. He drank 3 glasses of Prudka before we started making fun of him. I got a lot of texts from him on the shitter the next day...

Rambling ensues: I have owned it for about 6 months now. The GF and I got one as a joint Xmas present. I'll be honest I love it. The graphics are really amazing in the games I've played, it's legitimately what you thought 64 looked like back in the day. I've got Mario 3D, Donkey Kong, the Mario reboot that came with…

That's about the most reasonable way anyone has put it. You must be in a rare moment of clarity to be able to produce such coherent thoughts in light of your zombification

Which way did you go?

I hope (and believe) my experience would be the same. I'm not the type of person who would resent the turn of events (for lack of a better phrase), and I'm sure that I would find the joy in the situation as you have. I mean, it's not like I don't like kids. I used to be a teacher and a coach, and love my…

I dig your outlook sir.

And I'm 100% sure you're 100% wrong in that assertion...

I try to temper how much I get on my soapbox about overpopulation, because it's a morbid subject that most folks like to keep their head in the sand about. Plus, I get into arguments like you did with your I Want A Vagina You Can Spelunk In ex-gf and I cause a scene.

I'm not going to get on a high horse and pretend like that's not a (good) possibility, but I'm going to fight it as long as possible. What was it that changed your mind/forced your hand?

You're right. It was one of those "we love X, and we love Y...let's combine them" failures. At least the bacon got eaten

I'll just take this article as yet another reason to not have children. I'm almost thirty, have a terrific girlfriend I'll more than likely end up marrying, and the last thing I want is to fuck things up with debacles like this. And this is just a snapshot of a few days of what was supposed to be a pleasant…

A buddy and I made some bacon bourbon a couple years back. Cooked the bacon, ate it, poured the fat into the bourbon, put it in the freezer for a few days then strained the results through cheesecloth. It did not turn out very well...just really salty and oddly meaty brown liquor...plus it had a film of fat that it…

He also had a GIANT cigar tucked up into his beanie (it's about 25 here) and was throwing handfuls of Skittles at everyone. Must have had a grip of boxes in the Duck with him.