Giuseppe Zangara

Sure. I only smoke pot, and even then that's only on rare occasions (last week was the first time since April).

Majoring in math leads to its own opportunities. And I'm of the belief that college--especially if it's coming out of your own pocket--should be used for something you enjoy. Getting a degree specifically hoping for a high paying job post-school doesn't always work out.

I'll keep this in mind.

I've never used my TSM membership to score with the ladies, as it would likely get me more pussy than I am currently able to handle. As for your second question, the rappers are asking you to not care about your hand waving. I assure you that they care very much about you caring about them. 50 Cent, in particular, is a sensitive soul. I was talking to him one time, and he revealed to me that for all his bravado, his lisp shames him greatly. Do you think he likes pronouncing love lub? Yeah, getting shot in the face (and other places) earns you immeasurable street cred, but it cannot lighten a heavy heart.

How does it feel to be envious of our popularity?

Inc is better than Inca, and, if you refer to the first page of this thread, I stopped watching/caring about wrestling some time ago. Now, I will say that when I did keep up on these matters, people had been predicting death for the company for quite some time, yet here it is. And still producing shitty progamming, apparently, which you people--and by "you people," I mean the "smart" fans--are still eating it up. As long as you guys are out there, Vince and Co. will keep wheezing along.

Well, according to this website, Joanie and Chachi got married. And Fonzie adopted a little albino boy, or something like that. I was five when that show went off the air. I didn't know it lasted that long into the 80s.

I would put my erect penis on your forehead for $1,000.

No clue. It won't go past the end of the week, as, even if people are still asking questions, I won't feel like answering them.

You should stop.

Don't sweat it. Yes, it's irritating when people co-opt your wittiness, but, unless they're using it in a situation where you yourself needed to advance--like they just picked up the girl you were interested in using your line--it's nothing to worry about.

Material? Like pick-up lines, or some other bon mots?

You're asking the wrong person.

Absolutely not. I enjoy your company. Oh, I just answered Marvin's question, and I clicked the "add reply" icon, but it didn't turn up. So, yeah.

I don't hate you. I merely despise the pathetic way you toss about a bunch of one-sided, questionable statistics as if they were a perfect justification to hate Mexicans (and other minority groups, as well).

Way back in 1990, when your cousin was 14--don't argue with me here, he was 14 in 1990 and you shan't state otherwise--he first heard Extreme's second album, the at-the-time recently released Extreme II: Pornograffiti. There was something about Gary Cherone, with his effeminate, yet forceful voice--like a really angry flower (you know, one of those stinky corpse flowers that only bloom once a year or something)--that made him tingle, made him question what direction his burgeoning sexuality was taking him. His confusion was only furthered by the illicit delight he felt throughout his young body when Cherone saliciously squealed that the listener "Get the Funk Out." You would be obsessed with him, too. Those were different times, then. We were all a little crazy.

I am unaware of how often you shave your testicles, but yeah, you should shave 'em more often. Stubbly nuts are far worse than hairy ones.

I try not to think about it. I'm leaning towards no, though.

It's funny reading this stuff Hey, thanks.

You couldn't possibly be more repugnant than you already are--and I've never met you!--so it doesn't matter a fucking bit.

Define "here," and then I'll answer your question.

Because you mention your damn boyfriend all the time. Yes, we know you have a boyfriend, and we know he posts on this board, too. Let's move on.

No. No, I won't.

Andy Partridge's affected vocal tics--they would vanish on the next album. Those awful keyboards. Shoddy production. Just poor songwriting. And, a couple songs aside, I didn't like Oranges & Lemons, either.

Did you die of alcohol poisoning?