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 Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 2:45 pm
Curses! All they've got in here is Parcheesi! Can't a gentle-man at least get a game of, say, pole-dagger, or Polynesian Roulette? What manner of uncivilized ribcage is this, anyways?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 6:10 am
What a wonderful hole. I can't say enough good things about this hole.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:26 pm
Curses, you bone-legged boob! I'll pump you generously full of lead, shot at high velocity out of my pistola! So as to pierce the flesh! Or in your case, the burlap sack!
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:39 pm
Fahornlingrads!
Coach Z, didn't I tell you to leave like, an hour ago?"
FWHGHDS!
Woah, we have a breakthrough! YOu get a gold star!
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Hilarious Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:56 pm
"It was just a branch of the old sycamore, rubbing against the window."
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 4:27 pm
Whoa. The entire town of Cory, North Dakota, decided to email me. That was nice of them.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 5:53 pm
Oh, those games are off limits. We're only aloud to play Clapping Party!
clap
clap
clap
clap
Doo-dododo, doo-dododo, Doo-doo, doo-doo!
clapclapclapclapclapclalpclap
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 3:52 pm
Typical slumber party fare includes things like, six-foot party sub, an exorbitant amount of pizza, and at least enough Skittles and red cream soda to make your spit hurt.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 5:25 pm
Alright girls, let's get ready to eat...
NO FOOD!
Eating lunch is for weirdos.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 8:21 pm
"Texting from a few feet away? For shame!"
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Hilarious Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 6:23 am
So....How much did everybody's dress cost?
MORE THAN YOURS!
LESS THAN YOURS!
What is this "dr-ess" you speak of? Is a, food?
KRAKOW!!
YOU DO NOT BELONG AT THE JUNIOR PROM, WHATSERFACE!
I don't?
YOU WILL GO INTO YOUR OWN IN COLLEGE, AND THRIVE!
I will?
HEH. NO. SPARROWED.
A new twist on an old classic!
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 3:50 pm
Stupid 4 Gregs. There was a time when I woulda been massacred as one of those girls' prom date.
TENERROW'D!!
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 5:54 pm
Ooh! I guess I forgort to port!
bonk
Ooh! I guess I forgort to prat!
bonk
Port of a port!
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 7:17 pm
"No, I'm not alone. Yes, this phone is plugged in."
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Hilarious Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 7:19 pm
And now, for your particular un-joyment, it's the bumbling mascot race across the field!
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