allnitediner

truth. but man. do i want to roll a 750 like that. all the safety features and such, you'd probably be ok.

and i dont remember the infomercial either..

nah...

i think you and i are the only people who still have the bk kids meal movies. whenever tmnt comes up, i mention i have these, and no one knows what im talking about. so. do you think they're worth anything?

i saw a next once, and this black dude from australia made his date eat vegemite and she almost puked. so i think its gross.

kinda off topic i wait tables, and last night there was a little girl out to dinner with her parents, probably like 7 years old, lets say between 6 and 8 for good measure, because i cant really gauge little kids. or teen girls, for that matter. but the point is, she had a fucking pink razor and was just gabbing away on it all through dinner. fine, you say. she has a phone. its for emergencies. but im saying, who the fuck is tis little girl talking to all the way though dinner. honestly.

woah.

imagine this dude at thanksgiving dinner. honestly.

smash. smash. smash. asian in need of satisfaction. oh man. someone please do this.

i'm actually excited about the video game episode. im interested to see what warranted an actual video game addiction. is the gentleman confusing real and fantasy life? or just likes his everquest persona a little better then his real life self. on the opposite end of the video game spectrum, perhaps it's a guy who wont stop playing madden until he has a perfect season. either way. its getting tivo'd.

supposed** upon review, though, there WAS a bit of bad grammar in there.

this was my outift as well. in retrospect, a little too soon.

the best is the episode where the half cute blonde girls stays running around naked. i guess she was addicted to meth and vodka. in the house her dad lets her live in, all you see is empty vodka bottles. she was totally off her rocker. like, thought she was god and such. good show.

i wish i would have known that back in high school when the recruiters followed you around all day every day. sorry sir, i love to roll. i dont think you and i can ever be together in a man-boy realtionship, can i go back to english now? recruiters shouldnt be allowed anywhere. has anyone ever seen the special on whats its like to recruit? all the fucked up lies they can tell you, "you want to be in hip-hop you say, well, i bet you know a certain someone named.... shaggy, you know he was in the army right?" l

now that im back in restraunts my general manger is a pretty cool guy. always buying me and the girlfriend drinks whenever we're in. never gives me shit about anything. cracks on new employees with me constantly. always takes my side when customers are having their periods. i dont know why hes taken a liking to me. but it makes life easier. he's also an awful achoholic who just got his third dui. so now he spends weekends in jail mopping floors. he takes the jokes very well. i miss selling commodities though, my boss was everything i wanted to be. 26. multi-fucking-millionaire mercedes cl63 driving, you're only as good as your last sale super broker. im going back to the real world after this season.

that being said, who thinks gillie the kid really was weezy's ghostwriter? also... who remembers that show ghostwriter?

i dont sleep before 3. i work nights. and i hate it. i want to be normal.

i've been trying to get a pumpkin for going on a week now. apparently, south florida is having some sort of pumpkin shortage, to the point where some halloweem festivities are being cancelled for lack of pumpkins. everyone i talk to about this just says, "yeah, it's not like up north" then they get this face like i told them my puppy got raped and now it has cancer or some shit. so tell me. what's it like up north?

this must be the worst when dealing with police. "what's your name son?" "superman" after being bear maced, he's asked again. "now that you ain't feelin so invincible, what is your got-damn name son?" "superman, officer"

i was totally confused as to what he was asking. then i remembered being 14, and painting things with hair color around all hallows eve. dont do it. for gods sake. spring for wal mart paint.

im gonna start hanging out in here more. you kids are cool.

Re: 1,000,000 posts well, ever since the advent of 'join date', i think that trumps post count. i could post 200 times a day if i were 15 and had skipped school. someone said something about how every june a shitload of kids start clogging the board. and this year i actually noticed. but then again. lets say you're a legitimately cool person, with decent spelling and grammar, and have never posted in the yeard asking how to make krink and flare, who's to judge? what's etch anyway?

man. i totally couldn't get off with the dog barking and crying. bitch should know to just take it.

you're getting a lawsuit! sometimes, i'd like to be the male talent in a porn shoot, but it's scenes like this that give you a perspective on what the lifestyle is really like. whores. sitting around with no clothes on. eating. fucking put on a robe to eat. for gods sake. it takes a special type of lady to swap cum.

wolf takes cake. hell. wolf in the house > everything