Discussion in 'General Chat' started by tiecollector, Jul 3, 2009.
I don't think you can buy more years on account of God don't need no money nothing in it for him.
This "God" fellow sounds highly capricious and hard to get along with.
And how are the number of years assigned? Is it like the nba draft lottery?
Would that mean people in Cleveland get the most or least?
I suppose people in Cleveland get the most, but they waste all of it doing stupid shit like smoking, doing drugs, and getting dumped by their spouses on hour-long national TV specials
Just make it to 2045 and then we'll all have sexy robot bodies and live forever.
Maybe I should move to Cleveland
LeBron, is that you?
Is there anyone in the whole world who does enjoy the sound of beer being poured into a glass that has a microphone right next to it (sound used in radio ads for beer)? Or the sound of a golf ball going into a hole that has a microphone in it (sound used in radio ads for golf)? I hate both of those sounds to the degree of mighty, but yet I keep hearing them. Must be that other people like those sounds.
Driving home today, two lane road at this point, approaching an intersection where if you turn right it's four lane that narrows down to two again past the intersection. Super lifted, shitty old Cherokee with the original body style they've not made in a couple of decades. So lifted it looks tippy going straight. Doing 20 mph under the limit approaching the intersection and I'm behind it. He turns right on the green, I turn right behind him, get into the other lane and zip past him. I got the two fisted double bird for about a mile, lol.
There is a species of full grown man that frequents my train stop that displays an odd behavior. They sprint off the train, up the stairs, across the bridge over the tracks, down the stairs, and all the way to the parking garage.
It is the most disheartening thing I see on a daily basis. How do these men sleep at night knowing they are goofy as shit?
They're carrying meth in their briefcases so they have to outrun the K-9s.
When they get home they have a martini and a beej waiting for them.
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