Tobin: Mmm, dick bread.
Yearly Archives: 2000
Lonely Salad
Justin: I hate it when they forget to toss my salad and I have to do it myself.
One Day I’ll Get To It
Andy: So I got this time management book from my birthday, I haven’t had time to read it yet…. ya know, I got it like two years ago…
I’ll Hump Your Leg Right Here!
Christine, rubbing the back of Wes’s head: He could have been a golden retriever in another life. (and later) Wes: Whaddya mean COULDA been?
Whoopa!
begin aim conversation: ICnerd: blizzablam! TycoonAlex: whaboom! ICnerd: chachink! kablam! TycoonAlex: fzzzpop whoopa! ICnerd: pshhhhhiitt… kaboooom! TycoonAlex: vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaa klazaam! ICnerd: chuggachuggachugga whammo! TycoonAlex: the chugga chugga stopped me. that one was too good ICnerd: i was seriously cracking up.. hard to type.. that was a good game.. same time, next week? end aim conversation
Fin Fights
Colin: I’m going home, that fish keeps looking at me Alex: I think he wants to fight you… my money’s on the fish, he’s mean. Colin: That’s not fair, he’s not afraid of me
Lost & Yoink!
*As he puts on a jacket from the lost & found* Tobin: Next time someone loses a jacket, they should really lose a size smaller
Echo…echo…echo
Lora: *Pointing at her own head* Do you ever get that “empty feeling” RIGHT HERE?
Humor thru Theft
Billy: Wanna know something disturbing? I called to check my credit card balance and the guy on the phone asked for my account number. When I gave it to him, he said “hee hee hee” and the line went dead.
Dressed Sharply
(Lopaka walks by in a suit-looking ready for Wall Street) (Matt stops dead in his tracks-looking scared) Matt: Oh shit. (waits) What are you doing? Lopaka: Applying for your position.
This Rag Better Be Clean
(Andy walks in out of the rain.) Andy: Can you toss me a rag? (Jennifer tosses him a rag.) Andy (wiping off his computer case): Oh, my poor baby…
Pinch His Aryan Cheeks
Christine: He was so cute…”You’re the cutest little Nazi I ever saw.” (Regarding Edward Norton in American History X)
Desperate Times
Sean: I guess Valentine’s Day brings out the desparation in all of us. Alex: *blank stare* Sean: *apologetic* NOT to say that you’re not an attractive man….
That Many ‘Neeners’?
Sean tells Alex about a segment on Dateline NBC about a kid who was born a boy but raised a girl because his circumcision was botched. Sean: [continued]…hehe, that was the title. Alex: it was called “hehe”? Alex: that’s cruel. Sean: it was called “neener neener neener you don’t gotta weener”
Robin the Player
Sean: cuz gee willickers batman, we shouldn’t have to think hard before we have lunch and screw some groupies
They’re a Lovely People
Randall: Digital Unix? It’s not american. Alex: No, it’s digital. From digitania. Wes: Huh, what are the people from there called? Randall: *matter of fact* Digits!
Unix Danger
Wes: Someone is going to send you an email. Lopaka: Who? Wes: What does this command do? (writing on whiteboard) grep –> quotes.html Lopaka: Oh sh!t. He erased the quotes page!!!!
Wanna Shake my Hand?
Tobin: I just got that sudden urge to go play with my poop again.
It’s All in the Marketing
Tobin: Of all the things that are hard to sell, I don’t think sex is one of them Jen: I’ve had some difficulty….
I’m Totally Listening
Alex: You ever have an event in life the aftermath of which gives you the ability to relate to sappy sad 80’s songs? Tobin: Yeah…. Tobin: I have no idea what you’re talking about right now.
Lifestyle Choices
Alex: … anyway, I used to think that girl was really cute when I watched that show. Christy: Well I used to think that too, until I decided that I wasn’t a lesbian. Alex: That must have been a hard choice to make. Sean: Yes, but we all have to make that decision at some …
I’m on a Contract
overheard while walking to phelps girl: no, sorry, i cant. i have to help my ex-boyfriend wax his chest.
And Speedy
Sean, while wearing black clothes, hockey skates and a ski mask: “This is what’s called my friendly look. I think it says ‘Hey, I’m approachable.’”
Multitasking Woes
Alex: I could be downloading some serious porn right now if it weren’t for all these damn AIM conversations.
That Ass Must Itch
Sean (reading upsetting new additions to quotes page): Let’s see… a couple fucks, a few shits, and a silly ass in a pear tree.
Hex Sex
Alex: “Dark khaki” sounds stupid. Sean: It has a hex value: DDB76B. Jen: DFB33B (flustered)…f#ck! Sean: Sorry, you can’t code for “f#ck”. Alex: Yeah, and I would make my background color “f#ck”. (Jennifer falls down on the floor dying of coke burns…see below.) Sean: Yes, and it would induce orgasm on page loading.
I Was Promised Fucking!
Jen: !’m n0t g0ing to be d0wn there f0r g@$ping @nd n0 fucking!
Gasping
Jen: I was drinking coke – *gasp* – and then I was laughing – *gasp* – and then the coke was in my throat – *gasp* – and then the coke started going back up my throat – *gasp* – and then I had to lie on the ground and try to make it go …
CSS Mistress
Alex: Do you care about me, Sean? Sean: No one cares about your silly-a$$ style sheets. Alex: There goes your ride home, sh!tface. (And later…)Alex: Know what I like about Jen? Nothing.
All of It
Alex (while struggling with style sheets): F#cking sh!th@le! F#cking Randall! It always works when he does it! I hate him with all of my hate!