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SO SEZ YOU!

Funny because people take it as legit.

Someone at the Death Valley Driver Board came up with a great idea to get Khali over as a face, moreso than this weird-ass kiss-cam. Give Khali his own talk show segment, like a Bollywood Larry King Live, complete with dancers, live music, spectacle... the whole works. Have Khali take phone calls and respond to every one by yelling at them in Punjabi. In fact, Khali just randomly yelling at phones and other inanimate objects in Punjabi sounds like instant face heat.

SO SEZ YOU!

From the comments: Any chance this is going to be a new fad?

Do not task Barron on his encyclopedic knowledge of Saturday Night Live. The man knows the shoe sizes of Joe Piscopo, Ellen Cleghorne, Ana Gasteyer and Tim Kazurinsky, people.

I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU

Triple H with the IC title in 2001 was wrong on so many levels. In fact there's just been something just off-putting about the actual IC belt. The look hasn't been right for ten years. Bring back the classic Intercontinental strap.

They dumbed down and butchered the editing of the movie. Mike Nelson even rags on it on Mind Over Matters. The lame "Metaluna Mixer" at the end makes me cringe, considering they were actually building up to something.

Greg Valentine used to bore the hell out me. Mr. Perfect too. Razor Ramon, heel or face, was as dull as dishwater for me, especially how he was pushed to the moon. I'm ashamed to say I never got what was so interesting about Cactus Jack.

get a brain morans

oh my

Less my posts and more the threads I started. I stand by my posts in response, though.

Fine then. Pádraig ag Gráínteacht has strawberry blond hair growing from one armpit and coarse black hair growing from the other, a genetic anomaly that occurs in one in 25 million people.

Leena was born with no bones in her face. Consequently, her face is the consistency of soft clay. If she were to sleep on one side, that side of her face would be flattened with lines from bed sheets creased into her flesh, along with whatever else she had been sleeping on (lint, q-tips, cigarette butts, beer bottle caps). The first three hours of every day is dedicated to her specialized team of facial sculptors, who reconstruct and touch up her face every morning, thus explaining why no two pictures of Leena look exactly alike. Before her position with the government, Marney decapitated a cashiered ensign from the Swiss navy who propositioned her in a New Jersey Arby's men's room. The headless torso remained alive for approximately thirty seconds before stumbling out of the bathroom and collapsing in front of the condiment bar. Patrick Spoon has strawberry blond hair growing from one armpit and coarse black hair growing from the other, a genetic anomaly that occurs in one in 25 million people.

All I know is that Rob Anders and Jason Kenney have pictures of Stephen Harper (who lives in Anders' riding) in a compromising position with a goat and Chinese boy. Otherwise those albatrosses would have been gonzo long ago. Then again, knowing the retards that inhabit Calgary to the west of Crowchild Trail and south of Glenmore Trail, I'm not surprised.

Ah, but that neglects the line he uttered as would-be commissioner: "I've got a closet full of midgets waiting to follow my every command." And let's not forget his run as European Champion. "KOPF."

The NDP has more of the popular vote than the Bloc, but less seats. The Greens have slightly less of the popular vote than the Bloc and have NO seats. The Liberals shot themselves in the foot back in '06 when they passed on both Rae and Ignatieff and chose everyone's second choice. Alberta is on the verge of electing a New Democrat. The Grits seems to be a dead brand here with the NDP and Greens splitting the second choice. It's not strictly worst case scenario for Stephen Harper, but I think he's going to be watching his step. He gained seats, sure, but this was the Conservatives election to lose and they nearly screwed it up. Might be a little tension in Tory-town in the next Parliament.

**yawn** cmon now buddy, nobody's that retarted.