Johnny_Tuff

yeah, like mass executions and unmarked graves sounds like "free market" Chile and Argentina. Don't forget the Americans they executed with our governments complicity Hey, don't knock it; there will only be as many killings as the market will bear!

Suburbia ca. 2006?

yeah, like mass executions and unmarked graves, the NKVD and artificial famines. great living Yes, I've never read any Solzhenitsyn. Please continue to clobber me with your humorless pedantic sledgehammer. God bless America.

Penny candy, poundcake?

...and one escapee from the Auschwitz lingerie department? Yeesh.

Heck no! I bring things from home and leave them around the office, to show the good of communal living. Mostly red things, of course; pens, coffee mugs, sticky-note pads, large flags with the hammer and sickle on them. Then I try to lighten the mood by making hilarious quips, such as when someone is waiting for the copier to finish their copies, I'll holler "Hey! Quit Stahlin, comrade!" Everyone laughs, and no one realizes that I'm brainwashing them all. I think my cubicle neighbor might be ready to sell everything he owns so we can go in on a potato farm and some horses, as a matter of fact.

My beloved Serratus Icefall is showing it's years. I will probably be buying one of your bags sometime this year. I hear Arc'teryx is coming out with some new packs. You should check those out, too. Sounds like they're really nice!

You mean they haven't set up a zip-line from there to the bar at the Luxor yet? I would expect the Las Vegans to be more industrious.

Fuck that. I'd hang with any of those croissant-munchers over that wanker any day. Work is a necessary evil, and the less work is necessary, the better. JayB, you go back to dutifully fellating your employer as a gesture of your thanks for the high privilege of occupying one of said person's fine cubicles. [i'm significantly more important than you because I work in a laboratory, and I am afraid there is a communist or group of communists hiding under my bed waiting to share something of mine while I sleep.] But, so, like, you're not denying the employer-fellating, then. Smashing.

Your skull? Oh, speaking of you, today's Onion headline from the page-a-day calendar: "Cockatiel Can't Take A Punch"

Fuck that. I'd hang with any of those croissant-munchers over that wanker any day. Work is a necessary evil, and the less work is necessary, the better. JayB, you go back to dutifully fellating your employer as a gesture of your thanks for the high privilege of occupying one of said person's fine cubicles.

"and in the darkened underpass I thought 'oh, God, my chance has come at last' but then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask"

Is that anything like the Vision Quest of native American peoples? More like an MD 20/20 bender culminating in some quality gutter time with that spiritual phenomenon known as "the shakes."

Hellz yeah!

I don't swing that way, pervo.

What if you're wearing green-tinted glasses?

Maturity is pretty overrated, too, now that you mention it.

Uhh, that helicopter is what we here in America like to call "green," friend.

Did somebody say "Spectre?" V14, not 5.4!

How dare you insult that man?! He is a college graduate!

This is the most exciting thing I have ever...

That's peeve, sport. Yeah, and we're getting into minutiae, really. But who's counting minutias, anyhow?

We're on the same page here, Bubba. I was talking to Mr. Llama there, who seemed very upset that someone might actually want to upgrade their gear before it wore out, or some panties-twisted kvetching of that nature.

I hope some genetically-modified-artificial-food-eating lardass in a Hummer (that gets about 1/3 the gas mileage of a Subaru--hardly insignificant) runs you over on your daily commute, Mr. Bike Hero.

Aparrently its not speling!