Someone must challenge me at Scrabble!
I'm a reasonable man.
I demand that someone arrive before I finish typing and let me beat them at Scrabble!
Douglass brothers?!
There will be hell toupee.
*Rimshot!*
Poor Dean Koontz.
All the money in the world and he looks like he's wearing a piece of black lettuce on his head.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Danger: Exploding Signs
I'm hoping that the eruption of the supervolcano under Yellowstone and the 100-foot tidal waves caused by landslides on the Canary Islands may, together, provide the kind of challenge that a certain conservative North American nation needs to give it some perspective on how important the defense of Iraqi democracy really is.
Also, I'm 56 feet above sea level!
Where can I get one of these pool floats?
Not that anyone is looking, but do you think this woman has overworked her eyebrows?
Are we supposed to be attracted?!
Also, I'm 56 feet above sea level!
Where can I get one of these pool floats?
Not that anyone is looking, but do you think this woman has overworked her eyebrows?
Are we supposed to be attracted?!
Luck be a lady
My friend Maven, embodied here as "Scrabbly" (on the left) sends out a big "Howdy doo!" to me and my Scrabble skills.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Sneeze guard
Samsung’s 82-inch LCD salad visualization system.
Apparently, as the model is indicating, 82 inches is "about THIIIIS big".
Apparently, as the model is indicating, 82 inches is "about THIIIIS big".
America perfects "Wandering Unemployed" technology
In an effort to stave off possible economic success even further I have embarked on the construction of a product which I am going to sell.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Baggy eyes or Classic Fit?
Insomnia has got the best of me.
After three days with about 6 hours of sleep, your boy is tired.
I look like 5 miles of home-made soup.
I've tried making myself scarce but there I am again.
Nighty night.
After three days with about 6 hours of sleep, your boy is tired.
I look like 5 miles of home-made soup.
I've tried making myself scarce but there I am again.
Nighty night.
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