This morning I'm trying not to let a rude comment made by a neighbor ruin
my mood for the day.
So far, I am failing at that.
(Now where did I put that rocket launcher?)
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So far, I am failing at that.
(Now where did I put that rocket launcher?)
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So ...
Punxsutawney Phil has predicted six more weeks of winter.
Staten Island Chuck has predicted an early spring (and a super bowl victory for the Giants).
While it's true that either one of these groundhogs has more accurate climate insight than Al Gore, I've got a problem with Chuck's attempt to diversify into sports. It's pretty clear that the Yankees are going to win the super bowl, like they do every year.
Punxsutawney Phil has predicted six more weeks of winter.
Staten Island Chuck has predicted an early spring (and a super bowl victory for the Giants).
While it's true that either one of these groundhogs has more accurate climate insight than Al Gore, I've got a problem with Chuck's attempt to diversify into sports. It's pretty clear that the Yankees are going to win the super bowl, like they do every year.
Well, some of us suspect Phil controlls the weather, and his ailing mental faculties are directly responsible for the current histeria over global warming.
Consequently, we must eat Phil.
Thu Feb 02 2012 06:33:32 PM EST from fleeb
Well, some of us suspect Phil controlls the weather, and his ailing mental faculties are directly responsible for the current histeria over global warming.
Consequently, we must eat Phil.
I'll bring the mustard
you're eating rodents? Rats and stuff?
I once ate a rabbits leg, and was more hungry after than before.
Yes. It is certainly a fleeb-filled day.
I didn't even need your G+ reminder Fleeb. In my calendar forever.
I didn't even need your G+ reminder Fleeb. In my calendar forever.
Heh... Thank you, all!
Supposedly, if you ate nothing but rabbit, you'd die. They don't provide a tremendous amount of nutrition.
So hey, you catch the game last night? This giant dude in spandex pants totally
threw a ball made of dead pork skin at another dude in shiny pants and then
he ran super fast across a bunch of painted lines while more shiny-pant-wearing
dudes chased him and leapt for his glistening spandex buttocks until he eventually
crossed this other line which is apparently magical and makes the crowd stand
up, bump chests, and clink bud-lights with each other. PIGGERS ARE NUMBER
ONE! PIGGERS ARE GONNA GO ALL THE WAY THIS YEAR!