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My first f/p!! Woo-hoo! Thank you!
(Mon 15th Mar 2004, 18:12, More)

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» Impromptu Games You Play

My children...
...are psychotic. The two boys (ages 6 and 8) like to play Spot the Werewolf/Dead Person witrh me. It goes like this: We walk into a shop, and the eldest immediately looks around, and tries to frighten his younger brother by attempting to figure out which person in the shop is a werewolf. The youngest, now used to this game, attempts to figure out which person may be among the walking dead. This game is accompanied by two children yelling SHE'S A WEREWOLF!!! ...I don't get it. I blame their mother.

Me? I play a game called Tell an Offensive Joke to an Old Lady. I recently did this on a plane, just to quiet the old broad. The joke? What do a pizza delivery man and a gynecologist have in common? Both can smell it, but can't eat it.
(Mon 29th Mar 2004, 18:25, More)

» World's Most Hated Food

Canned Mixed Vegtables
Exactly (and I'd really like to hear from the geniuses that thought up this crap) what in the fuck posessed someone to can, together, mind you, mushy peas, carrots that are hard as rocks, and some form of alien green bean (and its cousin, the almost unrecognizable white-ish kinda sorta bean, the pack it all in some weird semi-clear juice that, well, smells like ass? Fuck canned mixed vegtables. Things just go awry when one doesn't properly screen the veggies before cramming 'em all in a can.
Oh, and I really don't like bananas that have gone to a brown-ish, squishy phase. Or when they are green. There seems to be a three-minute window when these tools of the devil are OK for consumption. Yet, I'm never home during that window of banana opportunity, and thus am a bitter, sad man.
(Thu 15th Jul 2004, 5:36, More)