I Know Everything Now
I just spent four hours in "Saturday Detention." (I skipped class.) It wasn't NEARLY as fun as they made it look on The Breakfast Club.
Anyway, as I was minding the criminals, I spent the entire time on the internet. I'm pretty sure I read everything (including entire transcripts of that Dateline show where where they find sexual predators on the internet and get them to show up at some house where they think they're gonna have sex with 14 year old girls...MAN those guys are creepy. AND stupid. The show's been doing this segment for, say, two years now, and they announce
beforehand pretty much where they're going to be next. But these losers keep turning up...I needed a shower after reading that stuff).
But I read just about everything there was to read in cyberspace and I now officially know everything.
Go ahead...ask me a question.
Anyway, as I was minding the criminals, I spent the entire time on the internet. I'm pretty sure I read everything (including entire transcripts of that Dateline show where where they find sexual predators on the internet and get them to show up at some house where they think they're gonna have sex with 14 year old girls...MAN those guys are creepy. AND stupid. The show's been doing this segment for, say, two years now, and they announce
beforehand pretty much where they're going to be next. But these losers keep turning up...I needed a shower after reading that stuff).
But I read just about everything there was to read in cyberspace and I now officially know everything.
Go ahead...ask me a question.
posted by Bemisdown at 10:08 AM
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The answer is: To get the best joke in with your buddies at lunch or dinner. If you make somebody choke in the process, then your life is extra meaningful.
NEXT?
What are you wearing?
Nooprah,
That question has plagued mankind for thousands of years. Let me get back to you on it.
Is that your way of saying sweatpants?
I hate sweatpants.
A lot.
More than Capris.
Nooprah,
NOONE wears sweatpants anymore. And if they do, they should be arrested immediately.
But Capris? I own some-they're not so bad. Maybe they don't pass the stick to your skin leather Dominatrix attire you prefer, but at least you can wear them to work (depending on what you do for a living, of course).
Can't wait to see you next....wearing a sexy pair of Capris.
Motheragod,
Only with tasteful sandles.
Is there such a thing as sweatpant capris? Maybe in...camouflage?
NoOprah's head would explode.
Dear Anunomess:
The meaning of life is 42. I'm surprised you had to ask. Tsk.
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