I know life's a bummer baby, but that's got precious little to do with me
What I had almost written was almost interesting, almost swear. Almost.
trenchant commentary on the human condition
dude, I know you're a lazy man, but, but!
BDR, dammit man, I'm cataloging navel lint & you made me lose count!Hello pot, I am kettle! Apologies for abusing exclamation points!
Good Morning!I take it I'm not supposed to post today? (And how would this be different from most other daze, anywaze?)~
I can hear my 3d grade era coach now... "KNEE OVER THE BALL! KNEE OVER THE BALL!"Too bad it wasn't football, that would've been a nice extra point.
What?! No Tebowing by the goalie after the good Lord saved his ass from being scored on. The dirty European heathen.
Cataloging navel lint yourself? Don't you realize, you're stealing a job from an unemployed navel lint cataloger.
Ah yes, how green was my futbal field.
if, who am I, the Caesar of the Internets?karl of the österreich, hmmm, Phil Dawson *is* a free agent.BB, hey man, the Broncos are out, no more about that damn team.jim, doubly ouch, because I can guarantee I'd do the same thing in that situation.tom, oh right, I'd hire them, and they'd spend all day surfing for porn. susan, damn Pidgeons are always crapping everywhere.
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