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Or, you know, a ruffled blouse and waistcoat combo. Made of snow. Classy.

I think I'll be going as a pirate. Keep it simple, though. Just, like, a hat. And a parrot. And an eyepatch. And a ruffled blouse. And boots. And trousers. And a hook. And dreadlocks. And a bandana. And a waistcoat. And a cutlass. And a flintlock pistol. And dreadlocks. And a bandana. And bloomers. And a bandana.

Maths do not equal happiness for me. Brings to mind this comic: [hide=This'un.][/hide] EDIT: infam0us got owned. By himself. :

Turbley epic, I'm 'fraid. It's awesome and all, but...That doesn't sound like a hobby. Seriously, what hobbies are more expensive? Hunting bald eagles with narwhal fins? (Man, I'm having a good night for quotes. Feel free to, you know, worship me for them.)

Apparently you haven't read any of those books. They're very good, and at moments, pretty touching. What do you expect from a movie about a guy and his wife loving their dog? Lasers and F-16s and velociraptors (oh my!)? Anyways. Most chick-flicks have bad previews. But that's just from a guy's point of view.

Gas is still 3.50 or so a gallon here, I don't know why. A town a hundred miles north of us has 2.60 a gallon, I think. Which is stupid.

Yeah, if you were only selling a couple a week, this would be fine. But starting a business, even a tiny one, requires capital - thus, capitalism.

At least this is a thread that involves religion. You're getting less desperate.

Huh, never knew that was middle class over there. Here, it's anyone who lives relatively comfortably, but still works - and most likely, not for themselves, unless it is a small business.

Where's my DP? :(

Unbutton some buttons and put some fake chest hair on. And take my advice. Then, you shall be sexual.

He's talking casual like you would be casual with a boss. Anyways, take my advice, and wear a white silk dress shirt with it. Bring a harmonica in your back pocket, too. Oh crap, you've probably already had your homecoming, huh? My bad :lol: Ours is next week, or the week after. Can't remember.

Obama's and McCain's economic policies are near the same - well, most of their policies are, but that isn't the point of this thread. That's the trouble with our having two parties - both full of rich, old blue-blood families that want to keep their wealth. They won't be raising taxes on the rich. They are the rich, anyways. I hate our politics. Oh well. Let's economic crash it up, I guess.

Well, you can get muscle and ligament injuries just by using your legs too much, I do believe. But a lot of people hurt their feet and ankles and toes from running, just because of the weight and force that's in place. Sprinters especially. What kind of injury do you have?

Black dress pants, black dress shoes, a black tuxedo vest, black skinny tie, black fedora or homburg, and black aviators. You will get the ladies. Every one.

You are awesome.

Holy crap, I've grown muscle on my thighs. Whenever I flex, it looks like a foot-long tumor rears its head at me. I wish my arms were as muscley as my legs.

You're forgetting how many churches of various faiths around the world donate extreme portions of their money and volunteer work to charities. While you're right, there are similarities, you could use that logic to make anything sound as bad as anything else. There are very few people that consider themselves purely "Christian". Please talk about which denomination is bullying its followers for its golden crosses and toilets. Okay. And that's why debates on religion never work. Not even with Scientology, although that's a bit better of an example to debate.

Another lesson: If they went to such lengths to find an outfit this awesome, they deserve to molest me. Especially if they're a woman.

So much for Susan G. not wanting religion to be a part of her organization, I guess.

Plus, that advice is like putting a noose-tying-help hotline's number in your suicidal friend's phone under "Suicide Help Hotline". I flirt unconditionally with almost every girl at work. When I was training my sister at work, after we got off she said: "wow, you're such a flirt" Exactly! I especially like "unconditionally", if you only flirt with the hotties you come across as shallow. I kinda do that, too. Gotten me into several awkward situations. One interesting one. :(

Gotten my mile down to 8:32, when I had 10:32 two weeks ago. Planning on eight next week.

I sorta use that as my life. I just don't question some things, and don't question everything constantly. It'd be fun and all, but I like moderation. Most important lesson I've learnt? ...Damn... Probably wipe with the paper. That came after I learned what a handshake was.

You have a moustache, made of handlebars. Of handlebars. Of handlebars. You have a moustache, made of handlebars. Of handlebars. Of handlebars. :twss:

OH MY GOD I FOUND SOME WONKA SHOCKERS! I haven't eaten these in, like, six years! I love Halloween!