Closure would be good. Truth would be better.  

  All I remember is baby Jesus flying across the sky.  

  Lecherous men with dessert porn.  

  That said, and maybe it's because I know all the participants ... but I find the format of listening to my friends speak to be incredibly boring.  

  New member access to the LoT is only permitted if said member makes every member before her lemon cake with chocolate frosting. Insert cake here... :GC points to mouth:  

  I would almost call it propaganda but since I didn't spell that right - I'll just say crap.  

  Blazing Saddles isn't on that list, so that list sucks.  

  I don't think the fashion industry is to blame. We are all responsible for our own choices.  

  If amusement park rides regularly killed more people then I might be able to actually find them exciting.  

  They tell me I had a good time, I think.  

  Halloween cannot start until October 1st.
Thanksgiving cannot start until the beginning of November.
Christmas cannot happen until the day after Thanksgiving.

Period.

The foot is down.  

  I want to straddle it. NOW.  

  The extreme right wing's attacks on the patriotism of other Americans is beyond tiresome, beyond boring, and right into past-date garbage.  

  I made really loud squeeeeeely noises then Thurston woke up and did massive head tilting. It was a great evening.  

  Really, there is nothing that creates a faster bond than watching your pee mingle with your neighbor as it heads for the drain.  

  So that's what the kids are calling it these days.  

  Robin Hood is still the only anthropomorphic fox that rings my bell-el-el. Rings my bell. (My bell. Dingalingaling) my beeeeell. Rings my bell.  

  Back in my day we went down to Farmer Rasmusson's sharecropping plot and bought a ha'peck of roasted peanuts for a penny. Then we ate them, molded the inevitable result into bar form and sold it for two pennies to the younger children in the neighborhood as a "Snickers Bar" because that's what we were doing while watching them eat it.

And that's how an American Institution got its start.  

  Yes, even I have my limits - some people are just WEIRD!  

  Based on CPs diagnosis I was able to get a prescription for heroin this morning.  

  Perhaps you've just been migrated to the outer circles?  

  Jesus, even in your dreams you don't invite me to things.  

  Another first world problem: Not being able to experience actual life horrors sufficient to prevent using hyperbolic comparisons to society level murderers.  

  It was the bacon of days.  

  ...I'm happy with my Red Cart Corn Dog membership card and secret handshake.