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Rumor has it around here that The Body Farm will pay you for the promise of your corpse (and the best part is that payment takes place pre-mortem!). I can't say that I haven't considered it.

Done! I'm on there.

Too funny. ROFL.

Congrats! I'm saying June 4th, 1145.

I can't stand Adam Sandler. Happy Gilmore and Little Nicky had some redeeming qualities, but Big Daddy and Mr. Deeds were utter mindless drivel bull****.

I got the old Uncle Sam ass-raping. I paid about half a month's salary, which I didn't have to give him. That's going to set me back a bit on those new tires for the race car. The funny thing was when I went by tonight at 11 o'clock to drop off my envelope, there were a bunch of Libertarians...

Looks like another fun-filled night of cigars, drinking, and regurgitation! Count me in!

It started like any other Friday. I had a long day at the office, and then a car show after work, so my girlfriend brought in the mail. Dumb bitch almost got us killed. I walked in the door, laid my keys down, grabbed the mail off the coffee table, and perused the stack. Hmm...what does the...

Bob: come over to my house and drink and smoke with Rob and the crew.

We need a medic here! 'Cause the battle lines are clearly drawn this time.

Your precarious regime of fear will never defeat us! You can fill our mouths with smoke, but you can never take our freedom!

Good God!. After a salvo like that, we may well be his bitches. I wasn't expecting that sort of retaliation from a wrinkled shell of a man.

I used to administrate a phpBB message forum about music, and I added in automatic editing for some words, like ****. It changed all those words to the South Park variant from the "It's Easy, mmmkayyyy" song. It was cool, except it wouldn't accept variants. For instance, you could say ****, but...

I threw up twice after I got home...Hence the 30 minute discrepency between my arrival and slumber times. That Monte #4 did my ass in. Of course, it could have been the 4 Guinness, three Jack and Cokes, the Padron Fumas, the bouncy ride home in my too-stiff car...Hard to say. My Superman shirt...

Hear, hear! Gird yourselves and sharpen your swords! Round 2 commences! All hail the fearless leader Generalissimo Preembargo!

That pic is scary. Even from a fellow Newb, that's weird.

This should definately be a sticky message. This answers several questions I had as I contemplated the creation of a coolidor.

I don't know about the rest of you fellows, but I'm still recovering from the grand opening! ;)

Dude, that made me laugh out loud! :laugh:

I smelled like the frickin' ashtray! It was a great night, guys. I made it home around 4, and got to bed around 4:30. We got some serious smoking and drinking done this weekend...