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Don't forget "16 Shells From A Thirty-Ought Six"

He's a middle-aged Catholic from Jersey. He could be an elderly Protestant from Texas. Count your blessings

She moved a few months ago

I thought the no-compete clause only applies if the wrestler walks out. If you release someone from their contract, how can you tell them where they can and cannot work?

Here's what hasn't changed: -We talk shit about TSM at its satellites -PBPs are obvious -All the problems are with the mods -the WWE makes the whole place look bad

Wanna know something? I'm a bad doctor. I'm not boasting; I mean, who would? Just stating a fact that I've never really gotten the hang of the whole "healing the sick" thing. And don't interpret this as some sort of false modesty, no, it's not. It's not like I'm weak in some areas. No, I'm homogeneously unqualified to practice medicine in any capacity. I really don't have a clue. And no one could be more shocked than me that I've been allowed to rise to a position of such importance and responsibility. I guess it all started in high school where I was a very bad science student. One day when we were supposed to be dissecting a frog, I accidentally disassembled my desk. Oh, but, you know, I was a popular kid. You know, the other students were always eager to help me out. So you know, during a test whenever I'd get that confused look on my face, which was invariably, well, the cheat notes would just start flying! Even the teachers would start whispering answers, you know, *ahem* mitochondria! But I didn't worry about it. I figured, how far could you coast on charm? Well, pretty far, actually! They just offered me the job of Chief of Surgery. Apparently, I've logged more hours in surgery than any other man my age. Four thousand hours this year alone. What no one seems to have noticed that it was all with the same patient. Oh, I want to show you something. You know what this is? Urine. Another man's urine. I ask for it, and they give it to me. I don't know what to do with it! I've got a fridge full of this stuff. I mean, I suppose I could send it out to the lab, but they'd only send back a lot of test results that I couldn't possibly understand. The only thing I'm actually sorta good at is referrals. You know that thing where doctors send patients to other doctors? Well, I'm the king of referrals. What I do is I call the sick person into my office, and I stare for a long time really seriously at this blank sheet of paper. Then I say, "Hmmm. I'd like you to see someone. He's a specialist in this area." There are specialists who have their whole career based on my referrals. I am the cornerstone of a medical empire. Well, I really should be going. I've gotta tell the family that the patient didn't make it. It's the hardest part of being a doctor...I think.

I think the band is aptly named, since I'm willing to bet that writers are doing some absentminded masturbating while writing all those pieces on these five RICH, HOT young men, who know they don't have to be deep if all they wanna do is drink and fuck, who are FINALLY bringing New York back to its rightful post-punk supremacy! P.S.: Something about CBGB and Television!

I really, really, really don't like "Innocent When You Dream." I just want it to end, and it never does. Then it rears its head at the end again. I mean, a lot of good songs on these three are done in under three minutes, why is this dragging on for over four? It gets grating.

"Talking down to you from basements!"

Oh, I thought you were white

no not really

This might be the best one yet, God knows how.

Why is a stomach being interviewed in your sig

You're calling My Humps and Lindsey Lohan boring, over-dramatic "faux-indie" tripe? LindsAy I think he's using "faux indie tripe" as a reason to say any Arcade Fire song is the worst of 2005 behind the other stuff. Redbaron still hasn't elaborated on his description, incidentally.

Taking 10 at a time, it wasn't too difficult a task to accomplish. 10 at a time?!

Falling upon deaf ears is funny shit!

Fine, don't pick the Bears, they'll show you! I'm like a Patriots fan, but my spiel is actually justified!

Lame. I wanted another player in as a Cub, of course.

Oh that was me, I unplugged admin.

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OMG CZECH IS FLIRTING WITH NISKIE GEEZ IS THIS THE NISKIE-FLIRTING BOARD OR WHAT

That would make a YTMD with Flair going "WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" in the background. No, it'd have to be "What Do You Want From Me?" off The Division Bell. trust me

Now that's how you save a thread.

What do you call it when somebody edits a post that has already been responded to, which renders the response pointless? Retrofucking?

Nothing saves what's already a rickety premise like a tired Mitch Hedberg line!