Kinetic

All right, man, Marvin wins the costume contest.

Dude, is that someone's dad or something? Guy looks like Wilford Brimley.

Shit. Mole just took this party next level, y'all.

Lotta white people here tonight. Who's that girl in the yellow shirt? I'm gonna go talk to her, man. Nah, nah, man...I'm just gonna go talk to her. I'm just gonna go talk to her.

Yeah-Uh!

Smitty, Smitty...bro, I can barely hear you. Do you know this song? Man, I fucking love this song. Man, I gotta hit a B-double E-double R-U-N, but I'll be back in a second. You should hang out with my frat brothers, man. I know what you're thinking, dude, but these guys are totally cool. Totally cool, man. All right, see you in a bit.

Join the club. But not the party. You've been disinvited.

The WWE folder regulars have discovered the swimming pool.

Marney pops in for drink.

Bigolshitty is officially disinvited.

Penis Skullduggery learns to line dance:

Taiga and friends. We about to make lub in this club.

Kinetic creates a terrible new gimmick poster:

The Super Secret Board:

PongKong and friends.

Maff Clique Keg Stand!!!

I'm tempted to say that this thread is better suited to General Chat, but I'm hoping that the reaction to it will prove me wrong.

By request, our very own Dandy's fittin' to get cross-eyed with a couple of dudes ain't got nothing better to do:

I share an awkward moment with Annie Eclectic.

What do you say we turn this into a TSM CINCO DE MAYO PARTY, Y'ALL!!! Sadly, it doesn't look like KOAB is going to be able to make it tonight.

And yet it ended as soon as it began. Where is our boy? We've lost our boy.

For a guy with no discernible personality, Tirico puts on a pretty good radio show. When listening to his show, I find myself yelling at the radio a lot less than I do when listening to "The Herd." And thank God Stephen A.'s show is gone. His schtick was even more grating on the radio.

Haha. I had a friend who was so fucked up on amphetamines that he needed boner medication to get it up. He called it Veeagra. And even that didn't work, because he drank like a fish. He told me, "Danny, man, it's liberating." But he spent more or less the entire time I knew him trying to get laid, despite the fact that it was well known throughout the town that he couldn't sustain an erection. I took my role as the working dick in this scenario pretty seriously.

Holy shit, "Teenage Kicks" by The Undertones. An amazing song even if I'm several years removed from the teenage experience. I mean, shit, I could still sleep with a teenager. I look good. I got that dick they need.

I listened to this about ten times tonight. What a great song.