Running is not swanky.  

  I predict anarchy and chaos.  

  The Roller Coaster of Life sometimes has to make an E-stop  

  That's the Internet for you. Here today 404 Tomorrow.  

  whatever. It's all stank ass to me.  

  Does my iGasm come complete with poon buds?
 

  I'm not sure if this has anything to do with the Thread, or if you'll find this to be useful information, but please know that I can suck a basketball through a garden hose.

Thank you.  

  We REALLY need to find GC a boyfriend. He is now getting aroused by emoticons.  

  The Lord God Father Almighty was reportedly "miffed"...  

  Perhaps I should apply for pubic funding?  

  ENOUGH TV SHOWS TURNED MOVIES. THINK UP SOMETHING NEW, YOU LAZY BASTARDS.  

  I realized that I should be more dog-like in my nature. Just be. Stop all this silly worrying and just be glad that it's a sunny day.  

  I have been wishing everyone, "Happy V.D.  

  I hereby officially coin a new term: actividiots. Because it's quicker than saying idiots who try to be activists.  

  I suggest buying cheap pillows at a thrift store and attacking them with a butcher knife. It works wonders.  

  twelve isn't too young to experience the first taste of bitter, soul-killing rejection.  

  Camping is a process.  

  There was a bar downtown called Mensa, but it failed - after it was renamed from Ego, which also failed.

Perhaps there's a lesson in that?  

  I am so tired of lists. So, let me introduce ...

My Least Favorite Lists List

10. Anything by by David Wallechinsky and Amy Wallace
09. or, Rolling Stone
08. or, Mojo
07. or, Empire
06. or, Entertainment Weekly
05. or, the AV Club
04. or, Local video store clerk
03. or, List found in Eichmann's pocket
02. or, Richard Nixon enemy list
and
01. AFI  

  One can never have too much BJ  

  Get over yourself you righteous bitch and get to work.  

  From an IT support perspective however, printers can go suck it.  

  Do we really need to have a pissing match on this?  

  Things that are certain in life: Death, Taxes and Kevy going there....  

  Ernest Borgnine's performance in The Poseidon Adventure epitomizes cinema in the '70s, the decade of men yelling.