― Texas Sam (thatgirl), Thursday, 21 August 2003 14:43 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Thursday, 21 August 2003 15:12 (twenty-two years ago)
― Lara (Lara), Thursday, 21 August 2003 15:19 (twenty-two years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Thursday, 21 August 2003 15:30 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally (mlescaut), Thursday, 21 August 2003 15:34 (twenty-two years ago)
I like luna's story.
― James Ball (James Ball), Thursday, 21 August 2003 15:44 (twenty-two years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Thursday, 21 August 2003 15:58 (twenty-two years ago)
This afternoon, Nic sent me the following text:
"I've bought a book about the history of sticky tape. It sounds like a good read, but I can't find the beginning."
No? I thought it reminiscent of a Steven Wright one-liner.
― Matt Thurgood (Matt T), Thursday, 21 August 2003 16:10 (twenty-two years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Thursday, 21 August 2003 16:10 (twenty-two years ago)
― Matt Thurgood (Matt T), Thursday, 21 August 2003 16:11 (twenty-two years ago)
― BLACKOUT '03! (Jody Beth Rosen), Thursday, 21 August 2003 16:26 (twenty-two years ago)
The classic rock station's music server locked up, knocking them off the air. The jock had to grab the emergency CD and stick that in. He's looking at this locked up computer screen, trying frantically to get the engineer on the intercom, when this listener calls in and says "Why do y'all always just play the SAME OL' SHIT?"
The jock clenched his jaw and looked down on the floor while I laughed my ass off. Better him than me.
― Pleasant Plains (Pleasant Plains), Thursday, 21 August 2003 16:32 (twenty-two years ago)
― Emilymv (Emilymv), Thursday, 21 August 2003 16:44 (twenty-two years ago)
― ac, Thursday, 21 August 2003 18:38 (twenty-two years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Thursday, 21 August 2003 18:44 (twenty-two years ago)
― NA (Nick A.), Thursday, 21 August 2003 18:48 (twenty-two years ago)
Adult: Hi, we're here for a tour of the radio station!
Co-worker: Ummmmmmm....who did you schedule the tour with?
Adult: No one. We're from the Boys & Girls Club.
― teeny (teeny), Thursday, 21 August 2003 18:52 (twenty-two years ago)
― Bryan (Bryan), Thursday, 21 August 2003 18:56 (twenty-two years ago)
"... and you're 'touring' the Jim Rose Circus?"
"Step off, Binky, I can trigger like a dozen tamper tantrums by snapping my fingers."
― Tep (ktepi), Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― ac, Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― teeny (teeny), Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:06 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:12 (twenty-two years ago)
― Bruce Urquhart (Bruce Urquhart), Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:15 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:16 (twenty-two years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:48 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Thursday, 21 August 2003 19:54 (twenty-two years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Thursday, 21 August 2003 20:08 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Thursday, 21 August 2003 20:09 (twenty-two years ago)
― luna (luna.c), Thursday, 21 August 2003 20:12 (twenty-two years ago)
― oops (Oops), Thursday, 21 August 2003 20:20 (twenty-two years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Thursday, 21 August 2003 20:59 (twenty-two years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Thursday, 21 August 2003 21:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― teeny (teeny), Thursday, 21 August 2003 21:44 (twenty-two years ago)
I'm telling you, when I get tired of the writing thing and open Tep's Sack O' Chicken, it's gonna say right on the sign, "It's Twenty Children Good!"
― Tep (ktepi), Thursday, 21 August 2003 23:45 (twenty-two years ago)
My new doctor who I met today has the worlds biggest combover. If he got tired of covering his bald spot, he could wear his hair as a scarf.
― Nellie (nellskies), Friday, 22 August 2003 01:45 (twenty-two years ago)
― hstencil, Friday, 22 August 2003 01:48 (twenty-two years ago)
― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 22 August 2003 01:57 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:24 (twenty-two years ago)
― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:26 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:29 (twenty-two years ago)
― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:41 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:47 (twenty-two years ago)
― Mike Taylor (mjt), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:51 (twenty-two years ago)
― Mike Taylor (mjt), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:52 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 02:55 (twenty-two years ago)
― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:00 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:04 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:06 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:11 (twenty-two years ago)
― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:14 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:18 (twenty-two years ago)
― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:26 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:27 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:28 (twenty-two years ago)
+
http://www.greensbeverages.com/spirits/alizesmall-o.jpg
http://www.nmafaculty.org/images/nyquil_large.jpg
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http://www.theoriginalsoundtrack.com/ile/jess2.jpg
??
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:32 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ally-zay (mlescaut), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:33 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:45 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:48 (twenty-two years ago)
― cinniblount (James Blount), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:55 (twenty-two years ago)
― Tep (ktepi), Friday, 22 August 2003 03:59 (twenty-two years ago)
Exactly the same thing happened to me a couple of years ago! Incredible. I never forgot it. It was like being in a black comedy inspired by George Orwell.
― colin s barrow (colin s barrow), Friday, 22 August 2003 04:06 (twenty-two years ago)
― Maria (Maria), Friday, 22 August 2003 04:09 (twenty-two years ago)
"Oh shit! I got milk at the store yesteday but there's none in the fridge!"
(stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp creak slam)
(faintly, from outdoors) "GAAAAAAAAAAAA! HOLY FUCK!"
(creak slam stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp)
He opens the bedroom door: "The milk turned to yogurt and exploded in my hatchback. It looks like when they shot that kid in Pulp Fiction. Except with, like, dairy."
Me: "It was a hundred and five yesterday."
Him: "Fuck."
― teeny (teeny), Friday, 22 August 2003 17:01 (twenty-two years ago)
"After 60 years, I can still remember the taste of burnt-lavender-flavoured sick."
― mark s (mark s), Friday, 22 August 2003 17:58 (twenty-two years ago)
But the thing that made me laugh out loud was one of those bolded sentences at the bottom of a page, just a little random helpful hint, that read something like, BRING OUT YOUR BOYFRIEND'S EMOTIONS: ASK HIM WHAT HE WOULD DO WITH THE MONEY IF HE WON THE LOTTERY Maybe now, finally, after close to 5 years of dating Nick I can discover who he really is deep down... I'll just sit him down and take his hand and say, "Nick, we need to have a relationship talk... It's about the lottery..."
― Sarah MCLusky (coco), Friday, 22 August 2003 18:05 (twenty-two years ago)
― NA (Nick A.), Friday, 22 August 2003 18:09 (twenty-two years ago)
http://www.harrywong.com/
I came across this company at the bookstore I work at.
― A Nairn (moretap), Friday, 22 August 2003 18:12 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 22 August 2003 18:15 (twenty-two years ago)
I robbed a liquor store or two Made myself at home a few times Borrowed myself a car when I needed it
I got me a shack at the bottom of the road Fixin' cars and givin' tows Spend all my money on the lottery
When I win the lottery, gonna buy all girls on my block A color TV and a bottle of French perfume When I win the lottery, gonna donate half my money to the city So they have to name a street or a school or a park after me when I win the lottery
Never run a flag up a pole Like Mr. Red, White, and Blue down the road But I never called myself a hero for killing a known communist
Now I can walk into any old bar Find a fight without looking too hard But I never killed someone I don't know just 'cause someone told me to
And when I win the lottery, gonna buy the house next to Mr. Red, White and Blue And when I win the lottery, gonna buy Post 306 American Legion, Paint it red with five gold stars When I win the lottery
When the end comes to this old world The rights will cry and the rest will curl up And God won't take the time to sort your ass from mine
'Cause we zig and zag between good and bad Stumble and fall on right and wrong 'Cause the tumbling dice and the luck of the draw just leads us on
And when I win the lottery, gonna buy all the girls on my block Silver-plated six shooters and a quart of the finest highland scotch 'Cause when I win the lottery, the rights will shake their heads and say that God is good but surely works in mysterious ways When I win the lottery
(damn you Nairn and your x-post! j/k)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Friday, 22 August 2003 18:15 (twenty-two years ago)
― Texas Sam (thatgirl), Friday, 22 August 2003 18:16 (twenty-two years ago)
― teeny (teeny), Friday, 22 August 2003 18:19 (twenty-two years ago)
― A Nairn (moretap), Friday, 22 August 2003 19:47 (twenty-two years ago)
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Friday, 22 August 2003 21:10 (twenty-two years ago)