PUT THAT DICK IN MY MOUTH!

I'm going to laugh so hard when Atlanta somehow beats Boston in seven games. I just have a feeling that finally getting to play in the postseason is going to spur Josh Smith to put together some of the most absurd/brilliant stat lines in the history of the NBA.

This thread is seriously making me feel a lil bit uncomfortable.

At least they didn't call that technical on CDR at the end of regulation. Dude would have been a bigger goat than Chris Webber.

Giuliani was a thousand times worse.

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It's pbone. This thread is just a cleverly designed ruse to throw people off his trail.

The new Be Your Own Pet jawn is pretty

This was probably the best moment of the whole tournament.

no particular order Sonic Youth Bob Dylan Jay-Z Bjork David Bowie Marc Bolan Cam'ron Tom Waits Outkast Wu-Tang Clan

Downtown Lawrence in real time.

This is pretty hilarious.

You said this. You called someone a "child" and referred to youself as their "better" on an internet forum. You're a fucking caricature! I can hardly conceive of you existing outside of the internet. You communicate in a slobbering blend of bad vampire novel character and Rush Limbaugh. You seemingly exist in a September 12th, 2001 version of the movie Groundhog's Day. Watching your failed intelectual flailings is like watching a chihuahua bark at a passing dog. Your entire existence on this forum is traced from talking point to quackery to talking point like a retarded constellation. You make a mockery of real issues by constantly bringing up things like lapel pins and middle names. You're polarizing in the worst way, and, just so you don't forget - - you posted this and then thought to yourself "take that." I hate you. That's a pretty great post, though. I agree that ad hominems and shit aren't really conducive to good discussion, but can't an exception be made for really well-executed insults?

Mike Gravel has returned to YouTube!

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Hey ma, what's up, lets slide, all right, all right And we gon get it on tonight You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good Cause we gon get high tonight Got drops, got Coups, got Trucks, got jeeps, all right Cause we gon take a ride tonight So ma, what's up, let's slide, all right, all right And we gon get it on tonight Yo, Now I was downtown clubbin', ladies night. Seen shorty she was crazy right and I approach baby like, "Ma, What's your age and type?" She looked at me and said, "You's a baby, right?" I told her, "I'm 18 and live a crazy life, plus I'll tell you what the 80's like. And I know what ladies like: Need a man that's polite, listens and takes advice. I could be all three, plus I can lay the pipe. Come with me come stay the night." She looked at me laughin', like boy your game is tight I'm laughin' back like sho' you right "Get in the car. And don't touch nothing. Sit in the car. Let's discuss somethin, either we lovin' or I'll see you tommorow." Now we speeding up the Westside, hand creepin' up her left side, I'm ready to do it--Ready to bone, ready for dome...55th exit, damn, damn, already we home Now let's get it on Hey ma, what's up, lets slide, all right, all right And we gon get it on tonight You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good Cause we gon get high tonight Got drops, got Coups, got Trucks, got jeeps, all right Cause we gon take a ride tonight So ma, what's up, let's slide, all right, all right And we gon get it on tonight Now that I got a girl, my Ex wanna holla and spit, told me to acknowledge her quick. She like, "Cam stop frontin' on that Dave Hollister tip. Come over lets swallow and sip." I'm like, "Ma, that's it! I promise you dick!" Usually have a problem with chicks. They all say I'm rotten and rich, but not her. Booby's real, high heel dooby feel, plus got them Gucci nails, uh. You a cutie still, and this my down girl too, ain't no groupie deal. We left the movies with Uzies, Suzuki wheels, to the Jacuzzi, I tell you my booby's real. I mean she do be winning, Louis spinnin. Go to the crib she got the Gucci linen' I see booby grinning She looked and said, "Cam, I know that you be sinning" "Naw, I'm a changed man, look at the range ma'am. I got a whole new game plan" Looked and said, "That's nothing but game, Cam" She was right; she was up in the Range man Droped her off at the L, now I'm flippin' the cell. That's right, I had to call up L. "Yo, L" "What up?" "I hit" "What else?" "Plus dome." "Say word?" And we got it on tonight

Anybody who srsly takes something like this into consideration when voting for President is pretty much a complete retard.

At least once B.O. Hussein's elected and institutes some bastard form of Sharia Law I'll (probably) be able to wear a keffiyeh without looking like a total faggot douchebag. That's something I can get behind.

That song could be the best thing Radiohead ever did musically (it's not, obviously) and the lyrics would still ruin it.

Most of the rest of In Rainbows has grown on me but I refuse to ever concede that "House of Cards" is anything other than total shit.

I'M ON THE SOUTHSIDE OF CHICAGO LOOKIN FOR A REAL HO. I DONT SEE A TOUCHDOWN, ARMS UP, FIELD GOAL!

I'M ON THE WEST SIDE OF CHICAGO LOOKIN FOR A BUST DOWN TO MAKE ME PUT MY TWO ARMS UP--TOUCHDOWN!

Hotbutter Spoontoaster Edit: Oh, it seems he's already unbanned. Disregard this post.

Out on the tar plains the glides are moving, all looking for a new place to drive. You sit beside me so newly charming. Sweating dewdrops glisten fresh in your side. And the sun drips down bedding heavy behind the front of your dress all shadowy lined and the droning engine throbs in time with your beating heart. Way down the lane away, living for another day, the aphids swarm up in the drifting haze. Swim seagull in the sky towards that hollow western isle. My envied lady holds you fast in her gaze. And the sun drips down bedding heavy behind the front of your dress all shadowy lined and the droning engine throbs in time with your beating heart and the sun drips down bedding heavy behind the front of your dress all shadowy lined and the droning engine throbs in time with your beating heart. sing blue silver And watching lovers part, I feel you smiling. What glass splinters lie so deep in your mind to tear out from your eyes with a thought to stiffen brooding lies? And I'll only watch you leave me further behind... And the sun drips down bedding heavy behind the front of your dress all shadowy lined and the droning engine throbs in time with your beating heart and the sun drips down bedding heavy behind the front of your dress all shadowy lined and the droning engine THROBS in time with your beating heart. sing blue silver sing, sing...blue silver (Theres more to this kind of camouflage--more than just colour and shape) (Who's going now, into a classiomatic?)

The doctor tells me I grit/grind my teeth while I'm asleep. This, he says, accounts for the ever-present dull pain in my jaw. Not pleasant.

I vote threadworthy idea.