The best part about seeing that Gaddafi died is I can stop wondering if he died and I just missed it.
Spoiler http://www.nytimes.com/2003/06/02/national/02INTE.html I read the original story in the Chicago Sun Times and went to check out his website...Jesus that was a long time ago. I guess Beefy Phil and I are message board grey balls
Put it this way: I'm now roughly the same age Max was when he launched the original version. That is fucking disgusting. Also, I know we fancy ourselves a bunch of misfits, but frankly, this is this Well-Adjusted Muffin Bakers Club compared to some of the demented motherfuckers that first populated the space known as the Idiot Board. That's a compliment. Shit was scary. Example: a thread about bad parenting. I paraphrase: That was the whole story. Seven years that's been in my head. That's how I learned there are things you can't unlearn.
Sure. It's the same thing as putting it in second gear, rolling it down a hill, and dumping the clutch while it's rolling. No drinks for me tonight, as it's been a hell of a week, and Friday will be even worse. However, when I get home on Friday, watch out. I've earned my booze this week.
I just watched an episode of Whitney just to see if it could possibly be as bad as I expected. You see, for science. Holy shit I hate science. Albert Einstein can go eat a mile of dick for this.
I don't understand network TV. As many shows they keep, there are twice as many that tank. Those costs have to add up. I much prefer how the cable companies nurture good, tight programming. Such as: Hoarders: Buried Alive (I know... I am obsessed with these freaks). Episode tonight, I turned it off. A girl cooked her mom dinner. In two giant bowls of shell pasta she LADLED Miracle Whip, glob after glob, then threw some peas in there for color. Watching her and her fat mother suck that shit down, smacking their lips where you could hear that lard and sucking sounds of their throats swallowing... holy God. So moist. I fucking gagged. Congratulations. Something actually got under my skin. I'd rather watch an execution.