My sphincter is doing quite well, thank you.  

  You had the time....you just chose to do other things with it.  

  He's goona get a birdie!

I never get a birdie.  

  No. I have turned over a new leave and will only lead a pure and chaste life, free from sin.  

  you my dear, need to chase some of your coworkers around with a claw hammer, throw several pounds of OPC (other peoples crap) out of that open window and have a latte' with your feet up.  

  I guess you can fine the boring in someting if you want to but I prefer to find the fun. Life is to short.  

  (he says i'm cuddly and fluffy)  

  [QUOTE=innerSpaceman;228381]Oh, that's so weird. I was wondering why I was suddenly thinking of Harry Potter and when's the next movie on my way to work this morning.[/QUOTE]

InnerSpaceman, Internet Psychic!  

  Damn you demon Scaeagles  

  Oh dear sweet zombie jesus...... hell fvckin' no. Not another one. I'd rather have my pubic hair pulled out one by one with tweezers than sign up for anything twitter-esque.  

  And you all still think there is not a vast left wing conspiracy against Leo?  

  For the workers to own the means of production in this country, the revolution would have to occur in China.  

  Ladies and gentlemen... I'm please to announce that the light at the end of the tunnel has been switched back on.  

  Here's something for the Quotes: I agree with Scaeagles.  

  I'd rather lie awake than drink chamomile.  

  I successfully warded off Easter here. According to a commercial that just played on the radio it isn't Easter without a ham on the table.

I wasn't aware that Jesus had taken such firm measure to exclude Jews and Muslims from the day. He's apparently quite the ball buster.

I guess vegan Christians are just collateral damage (besides, they probably smell funny and Jesus probably has a really sensitive sense of smell).  

  Why? Are you trying to determine my porn name?

Because I can tell you that is Hinkie Willowbrae

I can't make this stuff up I'm tellin' ya!  

  To the few men who are not attracted to me: whatever. I'm busy with someone else, anyway.

Your pal,
3894 .... or Helen  

  Isn't there a M Night Shamalamadingdong film that fits in this genre?  

  mousepod is like the evil twin movie-collecting brother who warns me of what I would have become had not the Ghosts of Christmas Thrift (somewhat) interceded.  

  If it weren't complete social taboo, and if it could be acquired ethically, and I'd if it weren't for an extremely heightened risk of food-borne illness, I'd be willing to try haunch o' human.  

  Revenge. I plots it.  

  Srsly. These days, I'm alllll about the horse estrogen.  

  Noobs is what I call my new boobs.  

  Why would you stifle your poor child's imagination by rigidly insisting that he tether himself carseatlike to a world in which owls don't say moo? What kind of grey flannel suit pre-school are you sending him to?