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(Tyler enters the bar, covered in a layer of sweat from dancing for hours at a club)
Christine: Tyler, you're really sweaty.
Tyler: Christine, you DON'T want to have sex with me. My wife has to hold up dish towels to my face when we do it because I sweat so much.
*shocked pause*
Tyler (gesturing): Hey Sean, come listen to what I just told Christine!
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posted by: sean
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Jun 26 2008, 03:19pm
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(Heard by people in the lobby while I was complaining about an upgrade)
Me: I don't want to spend Friday night waiting for some dude to call!
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posted by: Steve
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May 30 2008, 07:04pm
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(Jen is wearing a dress with a small busy pattern.)
Steve: Your dress is making me dizzy.
Jen: Sorry, I never realized, since I don't have to look at it.
Steve: It's like one of those posters with the hidden picture in it.
Jen: Ha ha, Magic Eye! Yeah, I've got a sailboat hidden over here on my shoulder.
Steve (making graphic hand gestures): Does it make, like, your boobs look bigger?
Jen: HELLO? Inappropriate!
Steve (musing): That would be GREAT.
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posted by: jen
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May 30 2008, 04:04pm
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Jen: Creepy.
Sean: It's a small and creepy world.
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posted by: jen
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May 21 2008, 10:16am
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Steve: I suspect that he misdiagnosed shyness as a hernia.
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posted by: jen
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May 21 2008, 09:31am
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a man wearing a cowboy hat at a night club approaches Jen from behind. he stands inches away, dancing suggestively behind her
Christine: Jen, don't turn around.
Jen turns around.
Jen (to the cowboy): Fuck off! You're so very rude! Fuck off!
Cowboy stammers a bit, then leaves.
later
Cowyboy: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude.
Jen: Then stop being rude!
even later
Cowboy (holding unlit cigarette): Hey, do you guys have a light?
Jen, Christine, Sean: No!
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posted by: sean
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May 05 2008, 11:12pm
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Christine: So I was watching Kill Bill on TBS the other day, and they kept bleeping it when people said Uma Thurman's character's name. What was it?
Brian: Cunty McDickerson.
Christine: Oh. That is pretty bad. Makes sense they had to censor it.
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posted by: sean
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Apr 03 2008, 12:04am
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Jen: the most deadly of octopus is as but a mewling baby in a death match with chuck norris when compared to the most mild-mannered of the vile squid.
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posted by: sean
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Apr 01 2008, 02:17pm
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(while discussing sexual "oops" moments at the local pub)
Brian: 'Oops' is a myth even in my most drunken moments. There's no oops. That would be like a girl saying "Oops, I went down on you with my nostril!" True story, a girl did actually go down on me once with her nostril...
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posted by: sean
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Jan 25 2008, 09:53am
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Steve: I got an email from Matt yesterday. He said that nobody in his unit had ever seen "The Dark Crystal".
Jen: I thought you were going to say "real combat".
Steve: That too.
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posted by: jen
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Dec 24 2007, 10:46am
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(white discussing what to doodle at our next pub quiz night)
Jen: i thought of a way better idea for the back of Sheet 4 tomorrow "TRUE and INTERESTING Facts About Vaginas Not Appearing in Tonight's Program"
1) "The modern day vagina was invented in 1832 by George Washington Carver, who also discovered over 300 uses for the peanut and invented the pickled egg."
2) "True Fact! Many famous celebrities have a strong vagina heritage. Two you may have heard of are Famous Hollywood Actors Arnold Schwarzenegger and Sylvester Stallone, who underwent extensive plastic surgery to be more "camera friendly"
"They would later go on to found Planet Hollywood, a famous vagina restaurant chain."
Sean: "Filled with the world's best vagina paraphernalia hanging on the walls."
3) "After the women's suffragist movement of the early 20th century, vaginas started coming in 31 different flavors. This was the inspiration for the Baskin Robbins chain of ice cream shops."
Jen: "Early favorites: strawberry, pistachio, musk."
Sean: hehe. "Early rejected flavors: saltwater taffy, avocado, tobacco"
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posted by: sean
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Dec 18 2007, 04:24pm
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(While discussing Romance Novels)
Sara- "I don't like having to hold a book while I masturbate"
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posted by: max
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Nov 28 2007, 05:59pm
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Sean (via IM): man, why does everyone have a monkey to love but me?!
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posted by: jen
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Oct 31 2007, 03:27pm
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--In Vons, Move-In Week at UCSB--
Slim, tan co-ed to her friends: I wish I was anorexic. Then I wouldn't have to go grocery shopping.
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posted by: Shasta
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Oct 22 2007, 09:41pm
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Jen: i like that on netflix, they list Keith Carradine as costarring in Deadwood in every single episode.
Sean: the spirit of buffalo bill lives on!
Jen: they should say "Co-stars Keith Carradine* (*Keith Carradine fans should prepare for disappointment.)"
Sean: the head of his fan club should file a complaint
Jen: "where's keith carradine???" "watch episode 2" "nooooooooooo!"
Sean: "i'm running dangerously low on carradine, as required by my doctor"
Jen: it's what you take when you're feeling melodramatic
Jen: "what do i have, doctor?" "you have a case of the Shut the Hell Ups. take some carradine."
Sean: for the small cases, he prescribes carradine with added david essense.
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posted by: sean
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Oct 19 2007, 11:24am
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Jen: well obviously i'm not getting nude in the office, but there's definitely a psycho tranny dance vibe here
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posted by: sean
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Aug 22 2007, 02:51pm
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::While walking single file up a path::
Max: Sara you dropped...
Sara: Is there something wrong with my ass?!
Max:...your cigarettes.
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posted by: Max
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Aug 18 2007, 04:32am
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(inside local restaurant - lunchtime)
Christine (sniffing): Hey, it smells like bacon in here.
Shasta (sniffing): Hmm, It does smell like bacon.
*Shasta spots a uniformed police officer grabbing a soda a few feet away.*
Christine: Yeah, totally smells like bacon.
Shasta (quietly): Shhhhhh.
Christine: What? Why?
Shasta (quietly): Shhhhhh. I'll explain in a minute.
*The cop leaves*
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posted by: sean
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Jun 22 2007, 03:41pm
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(the mocking sean hour continues)
jen: do you wear the sorting hat when you go online to harry potter sex chatrooms?
sean: how do you think i get all the witches?
jen: i really don't want to think about that
"I sort you into the house that dances around a little and takes off your clothes, and I sort you two into the house that gets a little drunk and makes out with each other at parties, and I sort you to the house that sits on my lap and laughs hilariously at everything I say. Accio condoms!"
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posted by: sean
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Jun 21 2007, 11:36am
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A woman at work: "I don't wear a helmet to go to the bathroom."
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posted by: Stephen Hock
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Jun 05 2007, 04:10pm
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(as a Gunther concert lets out and the crowd disperses)
Random Male Student: I'm not sure yet. He did ask me to taste his semen.
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posted by: sean
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May 13 2007, 01:08am
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Stephen: you should have written the tag line for leprechaun 6. the current one is "evil has a whole new rap!" i know some white guy in a neckerchief wrote that.
Sean: he wore a special green neckerchief the day that he wrote that. you know, for inspiration
Sean: Leprechaun 7: Lady Lumps "Somewhere over the rainbow, even an evil leprechaun can find love!"
Stephen: Leprechaun 8: Off the Chain?
Sean: Leprechaun 9: Miami Style starring David Caruso and his sunglasses
Stephen: Leprechaun 10: Spreadin' the Cheese
Sean: Leprechaun 11: Bam! Killin' it up a notch
Stephen: Leprechaun 12: One Death to a Baker's Dozen
Sean: Leprechaun 13: Sifting through the Blood of Time
Stephen: Leprechaun 14: Overkill!
Sean: Leprechaun 15: Leprechaun vs. The Tooth Fairy
Stephen: Leprechaun 16: 16 Ways to Die in Ireland
Sean: Leprechaun 17: Fall of the Gold Market
Stephen: Leprechaun 18: Thoughts and Feelings
Sean: Leprechaun 19: Chillin' at Walden Pond
Stephen: Leprechaun XX: Keep the Dream Alive
Sean: Leprechaun XXI: Roman Bathhouse Battle Royale
Stephen: Leprechaun XXII: Green to Red, Live to Dead
Stephen: it'd be shaped as an X -- the "to" in the middle, and the title as the cross pieces. so just one "to"
Sean: Leprechaun XXIII: Halloscream's Eve
Stephen: Leprechaun XXIV: Bruce Willis Cameo
Sean: Leprechaun XXV: Electric Boogaloo
Stephen: Leprechaun XXVI: Counting Rose Petals
Sean: Leprechaun XXVII: Where For Art Thou Gold
Stephen: Leprechaun XXVIII: Moonlighting
Sean: Leprechaun XXIX: Shorties Killing Shorties
Stephen: Leprechaun xXx: xXx Vs. Leprechaun
Sean: Leprechaun XXXI: Enemy Combatant
Stephen: Leprechaun XXXII: Tending Bar
Sean: Leprechaun XXXIII: Down & Out & Paying Child Support
Stephen: Leprechaun XXXIV: XXXIV Ways to Die in Ireland
Sean: Leprechaun XXXV: Corned Beef with a Side of Blood
Stephen: Leprechaun XXXVI: Leprechaun's Run
Sean: Leprechaun XXXVII: Return of the Platinum Pirate
Stephen: Leprechaun XXXVIII: Legendary
Sean: Leprechaun XXXIX: Too X to Handle
Stephen: Leprechaun XXXX: Not a Lawn Gnome, 4 Reelz
Sean: actually, it's XL
Stephen: doh!
Stephen: Leprechaun XLI: Letters and Numbers
Sean: Leprechaun XLII: Dysfunctional Family Reunion
Stephen: Leprechaun XLIII: Owen Wilson Plays Himself
Sean: Leprechaun XLIV: LIVe Green or Die
Stephen: Leprechaun XLV: Wicked Workout
Sean: Leprechaun XLVI: Killin to the Oldies
Stephen: Leprechaun XLVII: Causality
Sean: Leprechaun XLVIII: Occam's Razor.....of Pain
Stephen: Leprechaun XLIX: Speeding Zalicks
Sean: Leprechaun L: Lusty Lesbians
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posted by: sean
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May 02 2007, 12:18pm
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Madeline: i don't trust anyone who sucks at blowjobs in my kitchen.
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posted by: sean
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Apr 27 2007, 10:15am
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(the story continues...)
Jen: "Sean sat frozen in his chair and shook with terrifying fear. This, he realized was not checkmate at all, but rather checkmate and then his opponent set fire to the checkerboard and laughed maniacally, because he had turned out to be some type of maniac."
Sean: "Flashmaster Jay, who was a bird, but not a renowned chess player, smugly picked blood from his birdlike beak. Sean was right where he wanted him to be; right in front of Jay. Allison's detached eyeball squirmed uncomfortably in the pocket of his argyle sweater. He would have to get it washed at the renowned Chinese laundromat down the street sometime later this week."
Jen: "After a moment or perhaps just a fleeting second of screaming silence, Sean finally spoke: "Well, what are you going to do with me?"
Jen: "For a moment, Jay said nothing, as one of his feathers was still picking blood from his beak. "Hang on, there's just a thing...I was eating popcorn earlier...ok." Victoriously, Jay flicked the hull that had been stuck in his beak into the hallway, then faced Sean maniacally once more."
Jen: "What am I going to do with you? You fool! Nothing, of course. Nothing, except... THIS!"
Sean: "KAW!" Jay kawed, as he flew from his perch, swooping down into Sean's face. He maniacally flapped his wings, striking the system administrator about the head. "Hey, quit it!" Sean protested.
Jen: "Just when all hope was lost and Sean's nostrils were filled with the musty scent of a melange of bird, argyle, and what he suspiciously suspected was eyeball, a hand covered in black lace appeared, wrapping itself around the bird, and hurled it out the door, where it could have died for all Sean knew."
Sean: "Allison!" Sean exclaimed, wiping maniacal bird spittle from his cheek. Allison, framed in the doorway and lit only by the humming fluorescent lights of Sean's office, had her back to Sean. Her long pitch black hair fell devastatingly to the small of her back. Sean stared at her completely clothed ass for a moment before regaining his tremendous composure."
Jen: "Allison turned slowly, the dim flourescent light highlighting the gentle curves of her face and the alluring arc of a black eyepatch. "Don't worry, my darling system administrator," she said, moving gracefully across the room to sit on the corner of Sean's mahogany desk and cross her legs, which Sean also did not look at. "That bird won't be bothering you any more, for all you know." Allison arched her back slightly and reached into the top of one thigh-high boot, which Sean was certain he'd never seen her wear before but which complemented her eyepatch very well indeed. "However, my darling, in the interests of saving time later, perhaps you should know that my name is not Allison." Her lace-gloved hand emerged holding a corn cob pipe, which she lit, and leaned in towards Sean. "You know what I'm here for."
Sean: Sean resisted the temptation to utter the words "My body?" While he had heard tales of renowned individuals being sexed up by lace-gloved women, it had never happened to him. The terrible truth was, he knew exactly what 'Almost Allison' was here for. As he fixated on the gentle puffing sounds emanating from the finely crafted corn cob pipe, Sean was desperately formulating a plan of action. "Before we get to that," Sean began, "What is your real name?" Not-Allison raised an eyebrow and took the long stem of the corn cob pipe out of her pursed lips.
Jen: "My name?" she said, arching one eyebrow. "Sadie Lockhaven, darling, at your service." She held out a lace-gloved hand, but before the renowned system administrator could take it, a strange sound emanated from beyond the doorway.
Jen: i feel like i should have explained that the name Sadie Lockhaven is a combination of my dog's name and one of the streets i grew up on.
Sean: ha, Sadie is porn-name Jen. nice
Sean: "Sadie and Sean craned their necks in a birdlike manner, trying to see what was rapping near Sean's office door. Suddenly and most unexpectantly, a hawk wearing a turquoise bandana lumbers into view, accompanying by the maniacal Flashmaster Jay perched upon this new bird's majestic shoulder. The hawk cocked his head, inspecting Sadie and Sean as he would a small rodent from high atop his perch."
Jen: "Sadie tossed her head back and laughed derisively. "What happened, Flashmaster Jay, couldn't bring yourself to confront me again without your muscle to back you up?" asked Sadie, tossing her hair around in a suspiciously flambouyant manner. Sean thought it smelled like lilacs. The small avian maniac did not respond, but dug his tiny claws into the hawk's magnificent shoulder. "Kaw!" he kawed, and the hawk leapt into action."
Sean: "Watch out, his majestic beak is probably quite sharp!" Sean screamed, diving for the floor. The hawk swooped down on the system administrator's keyboard, with Jay still perfectly perched on his shoulder, acting calmly maniacal. The large bird began furiously typing, using his beak to improve his speed. "Nothing good can come from this," Sadie whispered into Sean's ear, half buried in the carpet of his second floor office."
Jen: "The renowned systems administrator scoffed. "I scarcely think the fact that a glorious bird of prey is furiously typing at my computer is of any interest right now. What's more important is this: why is he wearing a turquoise bandana?" At this, the tiny bird that still rode astride the hawk's majestic shoulder turned to contemplate him. "You wish to know why? Why don't you ask my friend Rosco?"
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posted by: sean
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Apr 20 2007, 04:49pm
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Sean has forwarded Jen an article (http://byneddiejingo.blogspot.com/2006/04/et-in-arcadia-ego.html). An IM conversation happens.
Sean: "Renowned systems administrator Sean sat down in his second floor office. He lunged for the keyboard, because lunging is a much better word then 'reached'."
Jen: "At the sound of a tapping in the doorway Sean froze and whirled around in his chair, bloodshot eyes from anxiety and bourbon widening in his head. In Sean, the renowned system administrator's door, was the silhouette of a bird. The light was almost too dim to see that the bird was wearing a tiny argyle sweater."
Sean: "The bird, whose name 'Flashmaster Jay' was embroidered on his tight-fitting argyle sweater, seemed to look through the system administrator's soul. Sean fidgeted and adjusted his lime green polo shirt and his black slacks. Bourbon and pornography would be of no use to him here and now. It was but him and the tapping Flashmaster Jay in his second floor office."
Jen: "The systems administrator lunged for his keyboard, remembered he was already holding it, and placed it carefully on his desk. Then the renowned person lunged for it again.
"You'll never get what you've come for," Sean hissed from between terrified teeth.
The bird smiled toothily, tapped his cornob pipe on the doorframe, and cocked his beady head. "Sean, Renowned System Administrator, I presume?""
Sean: "Sean's terror stricken face struck a proud pose for a moment. He was proud to know the renown of Sean had spread to the argyle sweater wearing animal kingdom community. The system administrator gently stroked his non-existent beard, trying to appear calmer than he actually was."
Jen: "Well, Monsieur Jay," Sean said, his formidable logical mind firing up and calulating with a speed faster than a formidable supercomputer, "I suppose this means you've already spoken with Allison."
The bird's grin faded and he cocked his tiny, pointy head. "Allison? I don't believe I know who that is."
"Checkmate!" crowed the system administrator victoriously, "for you would never have located my sanctum if you had not spoken first to Allison!"
"Oh, Allison," said the bird, brightly and with a murderous red gleam in his tiny beady eye. "Was she previously attached to this?"
From the pocket of his sweater, the bird produced a single human eyeball, dangling from its own optic nerve, holding it aloft after carefully placing his pipe between the top and bottom halves of his birdlike beak.
Sean: "Nooooooooooooooo," Sean belted out, like a showtune, only sadder. "She was surely using that eyeball to see! You maniacal maniac bird!"
Jen: "I'm sorry," said Flashmaster Jay as he carefully placed the eyeball back in his pocket, "but your words do not sway me or my mission, which is from God and who also can not be swayed. For you see, I am a maniac."
Sean: ...to be continued! this excellent fiction shall make its way to the quotes page tomorrow.
Jen: screw you, i'm quoting it now. you can quote tomorrow's edition.
Sean: ha, fine then. quote away.
Jen: i will
Sean: good then
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posted by: jen
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Apr 19 2007, 05:04pm
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(While Alex and Billy are getting ready to go out.)
Alex: I really love blowjobs.
Billy (sultry): Close the door.
Alex (to everyone waiting in the hall): I'll be 30 seconds.
{the door closes}
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posted by: sean
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Apr 16 2007, 02:05pm
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funny quotes are like assholes
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posted by: dead whale
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Apr 10 2007, 02:15pm
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:While Sitting in line at the drive-thru:
"I hate that I want penis"- Sarah
"They stopped serving that at ten"-Max
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posted by: max
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Apr 10 2007, 01:44pm
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::While Discussing talking food the conversation turned to Snap Crackle and Pop::
"Its hard to eat a breakfast cereal when its in its death throes"
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posted by: max
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Apr 04 2007, 01:31pm
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Humidity, on the other hand, has no opinion of rubberbands.
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posted by: Mika
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Mar 31 2007, 02:38am
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Sean: Nobody watches German films...only perverts.
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posted by: lopaka
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Feb 26 2007, 11:08am
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Vy: You know. It's like when you wake up, and your butt hurts, and you don't know why.
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posted by: sean
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Feb 23 2007, 09:57pm
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jen: giant squid used up all my jergens!
sean: i tried to tell you! they're totally selfish
jen: it's because of giant squid that i buy jergens to keep on my desk, and my own good lotion to keep in my desk.
sean: smart.
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posted by: sean
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Feb 22 2007, 12:03pm
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Alien vs Predator Game hits a snag in the retelling
Jen: I feel bad that gremlins got cut. maybe we SHOULD take out terminator. Wait - I know how to resolve this. Gremlins vs. Terminator!
Sean: That'd take a shitload of gremlins.
Jen: Fine, fine: A Shitload of Gremlins vs The Original Terminator!
Sean: They'd probably fiddle with his circuitry before he could squish them all. Gremlins win!
Jen: That's a movie I'd like to see.
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posted by: jen
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Feb 20 2007, 03:57pm
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Alien Vs. Predator - The Game!
jen: here are the rules: somebody offers up somebody or something to fight against Alien. the other person decides the winner.
jen: I'll start: Alien versus Sasquatch!
sean: oooh, tough one. as long as the alien didn't get the drop on sassy, i think he could crush the alien with his raw power. but it'd be close.
sean: Alien vs. the original Terminator!
jen: wow, that's tough. i'd give it to Alien in that one. original Terminator was kind of a puss. once some acid blood got on him, he'd be a big puddle.
jen: Alien versus Fluffy Kittens!
sean: hehe. alien, while temporarily distracted by their supreme cuteitude, regretfully dispatches of the fluffy kittens.
jen: and Fluffy Kittens vs. Predator?
sean: the predator doesn't attack unarmed and defenseless creatures. he'd put them on craigslist and find them a good home. besides, their pelt would be too small to be a suitable trophy
jen: hm, ok. what if it was fluffy kittens with bombs strapped to their tummies?
sean: predator would laser them from afar. the little puffs of exploding fur would sadden him slightly
sean: Alien vs. Ghostbusters!
jen: Alien. he is not made out of ectoplasm.
(later that evening)
jen: Alien vs. The Human Condition!
sean: Alien vs. ennui!
jen: Alien versus Seasonal Affective Disorder!
sean: Alien vs. the Catholic Church!
jen: Alien as religious revolutionary... :-) Alien versus the Heartbreak of Genital Herpes!
sean: Alien vs. Doris the Ex-Girlfriend! "i told you it's over. stop calling here!"
jen: Alien versus Billy Idol!
sean: Alien would fear the sneer. :) Alien vs. Prince!
jen: Alien
sean: i guess not even Prince's space age guitar phallus can defeat the Alien
jen: no, but if it was prince vs predator, the answer would be: funk.
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posted by: sean
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Feb 20 2007, 03:08pm
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Phil S.: -6
Phil S.: wtf!?
Phil S.: i mant
Phil S.: :!
Phil S.: omg!
Phil S.: i can't even smilie tonight
Sean: you're defective
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posted by: sean
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Feb 05 2007, 03:27pm
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(Christine debates whether or not to go on a cruise.)
Christine: I need a cabin-mate.
Shasta: I'll get Vince to go.
Christine: Ok, but if I'm changing, he has to go into the bathroom. If he sees boob then I'm never going back to work again.
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posted by: lopaka
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Jan 23 2007, 04:02pm
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{when asked what she was doing wandering the halls}
Ellie: they were all on the phone. and i was bored. so i stole a giraffe.
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posted by: sean
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Dec 07 2006, 01:24pm
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{while discussing a concert put on by a local radio station}
Jen: "coming up next, another reminder why you're not going to buy a ticket to Winter Roundup! our new emo band, Peanut Butter Agonizing!"
Sean: "but first, another track from 'I Cut Myself'. here's their latest, I Cry Behind My Thick Glasses."
Jen: "after that, the new song She Won't Text Me Back (So I'll Just Keep Calling) by 'Leaf Litter Rising'"
Sean: "opening for our winter roundup will be the up and coming 'Musica Obscurica'. you may have heard their hit single Life is Hollow and Bleak (And I'm the Only One that Knows)."
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posted by: sean
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Dec 07 2006, 11:45am
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(While playing Texas Hold-em poker)
{Max turns over a 4 on the flop}
Steve Y.: Damnit! That's the meat in my pancakes.
Everyone: You eat meat in your pancakes?
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posted by: sean
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Nov 24 2006, 10:40pm
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ruth: doesn't a bathhouse just scream rimjobs?
madeline: you gotta think if you scream "rimjob" at a bathhouse, you've a good chance of getting one.
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posted by: sean
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Sep 24 2006, 09:43pm
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(sexy sci-fi what-ifs)
sean: i need my ladies to be at least 50% pure human lady
jen: well, you're picky.
jen: bisexual mosquito ladies need love too
sean: her one quarter mosquito instincts might decide to exsanguinate me in bed. i can't take that risk.
jen: um....heh. are you sure?
sean: ladysquitos and vampires are risky. the sex would have to be really good.
jen: exsanguination.
jen: in bed.
sean: all that blood loss, i'd have to buy new sheets
jen: SEXSANGUINATION! i can't believe i have to spell this out for you.
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posted by: sean
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Sep 13 2006, 02:13pm
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(hick battle)
Jen: they are making sweet love to their cousins down there, boy.
Sean: they wouldn't dare!
Jen: they bring them flowers and candies and hope they get to cousin third base
Sean: they're a blue drop in a sea of red. they've got to set examples
Jen: which they always do, cause those cousins are loose
Sean: referring to it as "cousin third base" is probably enough to do it. they'd laugh so hard they'd never notice being disrobed.
not that that ever happens, of course
Jen: "hahahaha...wait, my vagina"
"cousin jethro, are you up to no good agin?"
also, little known fact: cousin third base is actually equivalent to regular person home run, except with your cousin. cousin home run is when you have a baby with your cousin.
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posted by: sean
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Jun 29 2006, 04:43pm
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sean: the new trend seems to be viagra emails with random text from LOTR inserted at the end
jen: so eventually you'll have the whole book
sean: "there are a lot more amazed vaginas in this story than i remember from the movie."
jen: "Quaking in fear, Frodo beheld the horrible spider. From behind him he heard Sam's faintly whimper: "Is your vagina as amazed as mine?""
sean: now that's literature.
sean: "The Balrog fell from the bridge, tumbling into the fiery depths of the center of the earth. If only he could have lasted longer with his woman, he might have survived."
jen: "Gandalf leaned triumphantly over the edge. "Now THAT'S how you amaze a vagina!" he said with proud satisfaction. Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet began to crumble, and then he too fell into the void. "No!" cried Frodo, while Gimli hung his head in his huge hands. "Truly, Gandalf's vagina hubris was his undoing."
sean: best girl rock band name of the day "Vagina Hubris"
jen: i rewrote the plot of that bit a little
sean: i barely noticed. the vagina was interwoven with the regular story quite well
jen: i work with a public action group whose mission is to insert more vagina into literature.
sean: i am intrigued by your organization and would like to subscribe to your newsletter
jen: it's tricky, but we're making inroads. you should see what we've done with children's literature - The Berenstain Bears' First Haircut was particulary successful.
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posted by: sean
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May 30 2006, 03:58pm
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(it continues)
sean: i found "fucking women"
jen: wow. so how many of those do you get?
sean: 17 this month alone
jen: i think you and i need to have a talk.
jen: about all these fucking women.
sean: man, i wish i had a women fucking problem
jen: i don't know how to tell you, but when all you're doing is constantly fucking, women will never get a chance to know the real you.
sean: that's a chance i'm willing to take. for awhile at least.
jen: gah, you broke form! all your sentences must contain the phrase "fucking women" in order for this to bump you up!
jen: the goal is to make you #1 in fucking women.
sean: damn! fucking women confused me
sean: i didn't know that fucking women were so elusive that one had to google for them
jen: maybe they're looking for fucking women techniques
jen: maybe they live in utah, and you can't find a fucking woman anywhere. only nonfucking women.
sean: a damn shame. but i'm not sure a search engine ever helped any with fucking women. especially fucking religious women.
jen: i can't stand those fucking women.
jen: with their vaginas and saving them for jesus.
sean: jesus isn't going to do anything with those vaginas! what a fucking waste. women. bah.
jen: poor jesus.
sean: he should really clue those women in. there's a guy on google who could use that vagina.
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posted by: sean
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May 19 2006, 12:58am
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(search queries)
sean: ah, here's one of yours: cool runnings plot point
jen: wait, they were searching for ANY plot point?
sean: yup. and THREE people searched for that so far this month
jen: fucking awesome! you don't know what # you were, by any chance?
sean: shows up as #2 on mine
sean: only being beaten by the fucking IMDB ENTRY
jen: clearly there isn't enough discourse going on regarding the plot of Cool Runnings.
sean: you have the Jamaican power jen!
jen: i do! i totally do!
jen: did you know that in lieu of pay, John Candy actually worked for scotch?
jen: so those scenes where he looked hung over, he was actually hung over. he worked Method.
sean: i would say that sounds like an excellent plan, but he also died on the set of a film
jen: well, sometimes you sacrifice all for your craft.
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posted by: sean
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May 19 2006, 12:57am
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jen: I wonder if there's any way we can ensure that we stay on top of the Ron Silver Abortion game.
jen: which would be an awesome, yet deeply disturbing, home game.
jen: the object of the game is to not roll Ron Silver.
sean: the packaging would be....outstanding
sean: "i rolled an abortion! i get to move past time cop and go directly to the west wing!"
jen: but if you roll snakeeyes, watch out! detour into schlocky B vampire movie!
sean: "crap, mistaken for dennis miller. go back 3 spaces!"
jen: this is one of those times when i wish i knew more about ron silver.
jen: of course, at all other times i'm glad i don't. yet...
sean: i've pretty much exhausted my knowledge of him. we'd have to make up the rest to fill out the abortion game.
jen: personally i can't get over the idea of rolling a Ron Silver, then having him roar into your living room to perform an abortion
jen: although that would probably only happen in the commercial. at the end they'd have to put a disclaimer: "Ron Silver does not actually roar into your living room to perform an abortion."
jen: also in this scenario, for some reason i'm thinking of Al Pacino instead of Ron Silver.
sean: hooooha!
sean: now that's an overly enthusiastic abortion
jen: I was very excited to learn I wasn't going to get an abortion from Ron Silver.
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posted by: sean
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May 18 2006, 02:20pm
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Ryan: If it involves paddles, I'm in.
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posted by: sean
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Apr 23 2006, 10:49pm
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jen: there are no bad batches of margaritas. only batches of margaritas that haven't been tamed yet!
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posted by: sean
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Apr 11 2006, 04:07pm
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Jen: I am the You of this campus right now.
Sean: An enviable position to be sure.
Jen: It's okay, but I can't get used to all this bending over.
Sean: You get used to it eventually. I mean...hey!
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posted by: jen
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Apr 11 2006, 01:40pm
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sean: i'm eating easter candy. does that make me a bad jew?
jen: you can't eat the candy if you've killed our Lord.
jen: unless, while he was being crucified, he was stuck with a spear and candy fell out
sean: oooh. our lord the piņata. the holy grail was actually a candy bowl!
jen: i can't decide if that was the most sacreligious thing i've ever thought. it certainly felt like it.
sean: it's pretty hilariously sacrilegious. i think the flames of hell are lapping at your heals a little bit more after that one
jen: now i'm picturing mary magdalene wailing on the ground, gathering up hard candy in her headscarf.
sean: she loved caramel almost as much as she loved that rascal jesus. in a platonic sort of way, of course.
jen: who even knows with jesus. they probably played sex games where he covered her in Magic Shell then commanded her to RISE FROM THE DEAD! "
sean: deliciously naughty. they just etched your name into your seat in hell
jen: this being, of course, where the tradition of hollow easter chocolate comes from.
sean: ah. i wish they would have kept it the naked lady instead of the bunny
jen: it's a metaphor.
sean: screw the metaphor, i want lady chocolate!
jen: you'd screw that too.
sean: it'd fall apart. and that just wouldn't do.
sean: jesus was all about the loose women and empty calories.
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posted by: sean
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Mar 13 2006, 05:04pm
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(while walking to the liquor store before Jason's band plays nearby)
Sean: I'm glad I found out about this. Ha, MySpace, bringing people together.
Jason: Yeah, it's not the usual: Bringing together child molesters and 12 year old girls.
Woman walks out of the store, giving Jason a disgusted look.
Jason (apologetic): Um, no I didn't mean... It's...it's a myspace joke.
Sean: Worst time to walk in on THAT conversation I guess.
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posted by: sean
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Mar 12 2006, 11:07pm
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(discussing sean's living arrangements)
sean: [name redacted] would only be back for a month. she suggested rooming up for the weekdays and she'd go with her parents on the weekends. and then, next time she came back, at least one person in the main house would have moved out and she'd go in there... wow, can't believe i got that out between the clown sex and rimming.
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posted by: jen
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Mar 02 2006, 04:43pm
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sean: hahahahaha. thanks to our little time travel conversation, the 11th google result for "abortion, ron silver" is the quotes page
jen: "abortion, ron silver"? why would anybody be searching for that?
sean: someone must be curious about ron silver's abortion stance. next query "child labor, steven segal"
jen: "equal housing rights, lou diamond phillips"
sean: "unemployment benefits, ralph macchio"
jen: "literacy pledge drives, kathy ireland"
sean: "homeless shelters, lance henriksen"
jen: "wastewater management practices, antonio sabato jr."
sean: "teen pregnancy, dean cain"
jen: "affordable health care, kristanna loken"
sean: "international silver trading, robert patrick"
jen: "international microchip exporting, alexandra paul"
sean: "anti-fur campaigning, rutger hauer"
jen: "german reunification, michael shanks"
sean: "religious tolerance, treat williams"
jen: but isn't treat williams already on that wb show where everyone practices christian values?
sean: damnit! you're right. Holier Than Thou, Alaska, i think it's called
jen: wasn't it "Rocking Chair Hill, Wisconsin"?
sean: i'm pretty sure it's "Oral Isn't Sex, Wyoming"
jen: "It's Not Gay If You're Receiving, Tennessee"
sean: hahaha. now that's a place to raise a family
jen: oh, you card. you know there's no raising families in a town like that!
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posted by: sean
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Mar 01 2006, 03:07pm
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overheard in CompUSA:
"What!?! You've never seen that movie! It's just the greatest movie EVER MADE...next to Space Balls."
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posted by: lopaka
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Feb 28 2006, 12:02am
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(overheard on campus)
Woman 1: It was the cat's meow!
Woman 2: I thought it was the cat's pajamas.
Woman 1: The cat's vagina?
Woman 2: Yeah, that's totally it.
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posted by: sean
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Feb 27 2006, 11:27pm
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(while perusing an upcoming movie sequel site)
jen: "Charlie's Angels 3 is going to be a lot more like the TV series. And I am absolutely thrilled that my good friend John Travolta is going to have a cameo role!"
jen: that screaming sound you hear is my brains exiting my skull at high velocity.
jen: "Die Hard 4.0: John McClane is retired from the police force in this fourth installment, with computers will figure largely in the story line."
jen: a futuristic computing device, you say!
sean: "The Brazilian Job" {sequel to The Italian Job}
sean: Marky Mark takes on his most devious enemy yet...the bikini line!
jen: Indiana Jones 4: The Adventure of Making This Movie Before the Principal Cast DIES
jen: "Update of the 1979 vampire film Love at First Bite about Dracula who moves to New York to find a bride. "Second Bite" takes place 25 years later, centering on Dracula's Americanized son, who has rejected his family's heritage and is getting married to a human. Trouble ensues when he learns that his vampire relatives are coming to America for the wedding"
jen: It's a comedy of errors!
sean: holy shit, i thought you were kidding. that's...that's not right
jen: spiderman 3: with topher grace as the new villain, "Dr. Daintyfop"!
sean: Straight Out of Compton 2
Cast: Blair Underwood, Blair Underwood, Blair Underwood
sean: that's a lot of underwood
sean: Usual Suspects 2: Searching For Keyser Soze & His Bags of Sequel Money
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posted by: sean
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Jan 27 2006, 09:54am
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topic: computer job interview questions
Jen: "Uh huh, it says here that you used to intern at Bell Labs. Tell me, what do you think about head?"
"Personally, I love it. Think about it all the time. Right now, in fact. So, you have two years of database experience?"
and later
"How do you handle large amounts of data? Really? I like to use these."
At this point, reach into your desk and pull out two giant oven mitts.
and even later
"Do you like my hat?"
"You're not wearing a hat."
"I'm sorry, but you need to be a team player to fit in around here."
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posted by: sean
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Jan 17 2006, 02:02pm
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Sean: I was very excited to learn that I didn't get crabs from that prostitute.
Jen: I'm taking that out of context.
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posted by: jen
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Jan 05 2006, 10:22am
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Mika: So I told them Sean had questionable breeding.
Sean: Oh. Wait, what?!
V: He's not a dog Mika!
Jen: You'll never get Best In Show now Sean. I'm sorry.
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posted by: sean
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Jan 02 2006, 03:19pm
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Steve: I wore pajamas last night. I have Peanuts all over my bottom.
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posted by: jen
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Dec 26 2005, 11:32am
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opening presents
Dad: It plays DVDs and CDs.
Tessa (reading box): It does 400.....dicks. Uh, I mean discs!
Steve, Anna & Max (at once): In a row?!
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posted by: sean
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Dec 25 2005, 07:18pm
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Mom: What's the name of that movie..."Silent Runnings"? You know, that one with the Puerto Rican luge team.
Jen: You mean the Jamaican bobsled team?
Mom: No, it was a Puerto Rican luge. "Silent Runnings," right?
Steve: Cool Runnings. With the Jamaican bobsled team.
Mom: Right, Cool Runnings.
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posted by: jen
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Dec 25 2005, 05:28pm
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While playing movie game:
Sean: You're on Brent Spiner
Max: wait wait what?!
Sean: You're doing Data Bitch!!
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posted by: tessa
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Dec 24 2005, 11:19pm
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this man is sick, I don't know him...
alex:
"you put your right toe bin, you put your right toe bout,
you put your right toe bin, and you gently massage the anal cavity.
you do the tobin toe-bin and you wiggle it about
and hope that no poop comes out!"
but damn, he's funny
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posted by: tobin
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Dec 20 2005, 12:02pm
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[the out of context battle continues]
jen: i snuck out of my bed last night and had some.
jen: i was laying there thinking about how it was in the next room, so i finally gave up and got some, and then i wanted more.
jen: wait, that sounded dirty.
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posted by: sean
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Dec 20 2005, 11:52am
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lopaka: Drinking makes me feel good. I should drink more often.
(everyone laughs)
sean: That's why I drink every night.
(everyone laughs)
sean: No, really.
(everyone stares at sean)
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posted by: lopaka
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Dec 14 2005, 11:40am
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[online debate. subject: Time Travel.]
Jen: if watching Back to the Future taught me anything, it's that your past and future selves cannot meet, or else you destroy the universe.
Sean: i dunno. if i take Timecop as gospel (and why wouldn't i?!), then they couldn't fight because they'd cancel each other out and cease to exist if they touched. poor Ron Silver.
Jen: interesting. but if they exist in the same moment, why does touching even matter?
Sean: something about the same object not being able to exist in the same space. van damme probably did the splits to distract from this plot point.
Jen: but they DON'T exist in the same space. they'd only exist in the same space if Ron Silver A's atoms materialized in the EXACT SAME place as Ron Silver B's, and in that case Ron Silver A would probably explode or something anyway.
Sean: i guess touching was enough of an overlap to cause problems. it's not like they were making out or anything. just a bump.
Jen: if Ron Silver A is just fighting Ron Silver B, their molecules don't exist in the same place at the same time at all - they're just foxyboxing. i find this "Timecop" premise ludicrous.
Sean: in van damme's universe, it was close enough.
Jen: but it's NOT close enough!
Sean: the universe rounds up.
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posted by: jen
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Dec 14 2005, 10:30am
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[online conversation]
Sean: if i have to listen to a sleeping man snoring while almost swallowing his own tongue, they can deal with a little rack action.
Jen: i'm taking that out of context.
Sean: i'm a lot filthier out of context.
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posted by: jen
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Dec 13 2005, 04:16pm
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[online conversation]
Sean: i'd have a stupid smirk on my face the entire time. and there's no way i'd be able to do it with either of you there. one bit of eye contact and i'd explode with laughter.
Jen: i'm taking that out of context.
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posted by: jen
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Dec 13 2005, 04:15pm
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(From boot camp)
Lee: for the love of god help me!!!
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posted by: Lee
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Dec 08 2005, 04:02pm
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sean: if it can't tell time AND make your penis bigger, then what use is it?!!
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posted by: alex
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Dec 02 2005, 02:25pm
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madeline: nerd
sean: geek
madeline: pedophile
sean: baby cannibal
madeline: puppy shishkababer
sean: raccoon fornicator
madeline: atheist
sean: mormon
madeline: my computer got unplugged. mike did it...christian fundamentalist.
sean: always blaming others.....republican
madeline: i put blame where blame is due... anti-abortion doctor-killer.
sean: a likely story....televangelist
madeline: bake me cookies... apartheid supporter.
sean: bake your own cookies.... bush cabinet member
madeline: i'm busy - you do it...prussian blue fan.
sean: the kitchen is full already.....holocaust denier
madeline: ... mel gibson fan.
sean: paris hilton stalker
madeline: katie holmes impregnator
sean: scientologist missionary
madeline: missionary-style purist
sean: abstinence only teacher
madeline: god-made-aids-to-punish-gay-people believer
sean: abu ghraib prison manual author
*insert problem with displaying a picture in the chat window*
madeline: it would've worked fine if you hadn't mucked it up... funny picture sabotager.
sean: i live to thwart your efforts....carrot top fanclub president.
madeline: you are a vile, vile monster... martha stewart sexer-upper.
sean: my cruelty knows no bounds.....michael jackson defense fund contributor
madeline: talker-during-the-quiet-parts-in-the-movie-theater-er.
sean: Perfect Strangers erotic fanfic writer
madeline: now that's just going too far!
sean: haha! i win!
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posted by: sean
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Nov 06 2005, 03:26pm
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referring to something dorky
sean: i haven't seen dork like that since junior high gym class!
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posted by: alex
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Nov 02 2005, 04:04pm
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sean: two things I hate - Hitler and yogurt!
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posted by: lopaka
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Sep 28 2005, 03:06pm
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Steve: I'm drowning in worcestershire sauce!
Jen: Delicious death.
Steve: Delicious like a foxburger!
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posted by: jen
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Jun 23 2005, 02:21pm
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(while discussing medical form letters letting you know if
A) [ ] you're going to die from a horrible disease or
B) [ ] it's not a tumor)
alex: that's be great if the 'x' that marks the box was kind of in two boxes and you weren't sure what the diagnosis was.
sean: "damnit. i'm not sure if i have cancer or if i just voted for pat buchanon"
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posted by: sean
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Jun 22 2005, 10:41pm
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(overheard outside a restaurant)
Man: Nah, it won't work out. Preschool teachers never give you a happy ending.
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posted by: sean
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Jun 17 2005, 09:36am
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(overheard while eating lunch)
Guy 1: I mean, you can stick a lit cigarette up your ass and nothing will happen.
Guy 2: Well, you might get burned.
Guy 1: Sure, but the filter should help with that.
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posted by: sean
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May 31 2005, 12:54pm
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Lee: Sometimes I have underwear on sometimes I Don't, It's like a slot machine.
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posted by: Lee
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May 13 2005, 01:05am
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Spoken part of Cyprus Hill song: "Lotta sharks out there, lookin' to get ahead..."
Dawn: Hmmm...sharks. That's a metaphor.
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posted by: jen
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Apr 28 2005, 08:51pm
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Coworker 1: Chicks dig C++.
Coworker 2: Not C, though.
1: Not C?
2: No way, man. C's just...*shrugs*. But C++ is like, ninja shit.
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posted by: jen
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Mar 09 2005, 04:15pm
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Randall: Ok, another homeless person with a laptop? He isn't getting my change.
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posted by: sean
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Feb 02 2005, 12:23am
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(turning a corner in the car, a few women cross the street in front of us)
Brad: Moooooooo!!!
Josh: Awww. Hey now.
Brad: Don't worry Josh, she'll still be warm for another 45 minutes after you hit her with the car.
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posted by: sean
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Feb 02 2005, 12:21am
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Billy:It's 3:30 the backside is closed by now.
Wes:The backside is always open for business!
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posted by: Billy
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Jan 18 2005, 11:52am
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* watching exercise equipment infomercial with CHUCK NORRIS and CHRISTY BRINKLEY *
Christy Brinkley: It's been a tough day of working out, Chuck!
Chuck Norris: It sure has been!
Sean: Hahahaha... "has beens."
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posted by: alex
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Jan 18 2005, 09:51am
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