Thanks for the approval!
Hah, thanks man.
Thanks for approving me.
I will now destroy you.
Hope you're successfully evading the juntas down there!
THS website says they're on at 8:30.
Hmmm.
My buddy bailed so I am busily scrounging for someone to come with me. The only other guy I know going is bringing his ex and doesn't really want anyone else in earshot of him begging her to take him back.
I understand it may be confusing and admit it's kind of an esoteric reference, but still: It's me. Your ol' pal Fred*. Good Time Freddy. Everyone knows Fred.
*Note: My name is not Fred.
>>which has left tonnes of debris rotting on its streets and thousands of raccoons furiously swimming the Atlantic in search of this mythical utopia.<<
Well played.
"Word is they are being doggedly pursued by John Clayton on a hang glider." I am still laughing at that.
Remember that time you plunked Jim Powers for crowing the plate? That was awesome.
Do you write anywhere else? In a public forum I mean . . . not just in your diary.
Remember that time you found Jesus and promptly gave him a DDT? That was awesome.
Well. Guess I'll just ask someone else to help me with this Canadian treasure map...
YOU'RE the foodcourtlunch?
It's nice to put a (faux) face -- e.g. Mr Potato-Head -- to the best blog name, ever. (Free Darko is a close second.)