popespydie -- Why is it so hard to find Squirt in the East?
From what I understand, they've got entire bars in Japan dedicated to finding a squirt.
What is this, some sort of code? Lamb has found the Squirt. She will return it to the barn by sundown.
Squirt? Let's discuss some serious drink availability situation, like how hard it is to find anything but Raspberry Iced Tea Snapple more than 100 miles from New York.
Because our fruity sodas don't have shitty names like Squirt. You'll drink Mello Yello and you'll like it.
absolutcalm -- We need a new hyperbolic phrase to describe bad films-- I'm getting bored with "Cinematic Abortion" and "Raping of My Childhood."
A Cuba Gooding Joint.
twicketface -- When did Mo Rocca get so utterly annoying?
The second they thought he was good for anything more than a few seconds of flavor.
The day someone thought he could fill the gaping hole left behind by Steve and Stephen.
Somewhere between I Love the 70's and I Love the 80's 3-D.
He lost me at the first snarling head tilt.
observacious -- If a show called “My Two Dads” was made today people wouldn't think it would be about the heartwarming results of heterosexual promiscuity. What other TV show titles would bring about different plot expectations if reused today?
Designing Women: It's Dr. 90210 meets genetic research when two Southern California playboys are tired of searching for their next hot girlfriend and decide to take some action!
F Troop: The girls living on the 5th floor of Oakton University's freshman dorm are a ragtag bunch of misfits bound to make new lives for themselves during their first year of college, no matter who or what stands in their way!
Kate & Allie: The hilarious trifles and tribulations of two recently divorced women who decided to share a house and raise their children together. Men? Who's got the time!
One Day at a Time: Every day is a challenge for this recovering alcoholic. Some days end sober, others end in a faceful of filth. Either way, it's a double shot of comedy!
subbes -- Passive-aggressive notes
"Your mom called. She said to make sure you clean up after yourself."
"Thanks for your thoughts on the new project rollout. I went ahead and fixed a few of those grammar mistakes for you - I know you've been super busy!"
"This isn't yours."
Anything on which your boss has been CC'd.
eideteker -- What can we do to ensure the Friday Poll survives long after we're all dead and buried/cremated/shot into the sun/eaten lovingly by our relatives. aaaw...
Start an Excel spreadsheet of all the question ideas that pop into your mind throughout the week. As long as there are questions, there will be answers. That is, of course unless I'm the one that got shot into the sun.
If the Vikings had Valhalla, maybe there's a place for fallen pollsters to spend the afterlife posing questions to one another where all LJ accounts are free and permanent.
Hopefully, the internets will eventually capture the voices of the dead from beyond the grave like those old timey radios do now.
I don't want the Poll living on after we're all dead. I want future generations to look back upon the Poll with regret and a wistful longing to have been a part of an era whose time has come, gone, and will never return again.
renob423 -- at what point in a tagger's life do they decide their true calling is to write and draw all over shit for the rest of their days? (this ? was inspired by "bomber por vida" written in huge letters on the side of a store)
The day they finally outwitted everyone in their immediate circle of influence and actually learned how to write. Now that they can do it, the world's gotta know about it.
When they realized they own no property and intend to keep it that way.
After the fourth or fifth tag, it's a compulsion. They don't get pleasure out of it like someone who randomly writes "peepeepoopoo" or something on a random bathroom wall. If they are ever to get the rush again, they're in it for life.
The world is the tagger's canvas. Since few others will take on the onus of crapping up the world, they must. And it's not a responsibility taken lightly. With big illegible writing comes big illegible responsibility.
coldblackncold -- What handle does Senator Larry Craig prefer to use when chatting in kinky chatrooms on the Internet?
Last weekend, as Evan and I waited on line to buy tickets at the movie theater, there was a group of four late-teenagers in front of us, who spent their time on the line slapping each other and feigning shock at anything the others said. When it got to be their turn to buy tickets, they had no idea what they wanted to see. One of them took a stab at it, and as a result, all four got tickets for Mr. Bean. Which other movie is banking heaviest on the "I don't care what movie I see I just like great big pictures and cushy chairs" market?
And, like most 3-day weekends, this one has crept up on me entirely.
Dude, word. I always think the 3-day is the weekend after or something and get caught with my pants down every time.
Are you kidding? I've been looking forward to this long weekend since 4th of July.