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Stolen from Angela.
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Fucking weird.
Bill Hicks loses it for an hour in Chicago.
It's very weird, and somewhat funny, but I don't think I've ever seen someone blow it this badly before.
It also infuses the belief that the majority of people in Chicago are dicks. -
Remember that time we...no? Oh ok.
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we don't speak often), please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what ( Read more... ) -
Where's Louie Anderson when you need him?
1. Starting time? 2:29am ( Read more... ) -
She's got legs.
I think the greatest people in the world are attractive women who brave the cold and wear their short skirts and nylons anyway.
Way to stick it to Jack Frost, and thanks for the little bit of warmth in an otherwise frigid and excruciatingly painful day at work.
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Food for thought.
Hypothetical situation: Someone you've just met wants to know what it is that makes you tick. What are you all about? You pop in a song that describes to him/her in the best way possible what and who you are. The song you pop in is __________. Why?
If you want, you can leave lyrics, just explain yourself, or both.
For me, it's My Stupid ( Read more... ) -
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There are sometimes when I feel like my life is slipping away and I want to cry my fucking eyes out ( Read more... ) -
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It's official: no more apartment. I'll write about it later, but for now it's bedtime.
