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Man, I don't want to ever be next to a person on his deathbed. The only reason I would do something like that is if the person didn't want to be alone when he died, and in those situations a priest or someone along those lines would be more appropriate.
I don't know the right thing to say when a friend is going through a breakup, so I doubt I could come up with something good under even rarer or more trying circumstances.
"Son, come closer. I... I need to tell you my last thoughts..."
"MOM WHEN I WAS FOUR I TOOK A POOP IN YOUR VASE IT'S PROBABLY STILL THERE IT WAS A STINKY POOP"
Man, I don't want to ever be next to a person on his deathbed. The only reason I would do something like that is if the person didn't want to be alone when he died, and in those situations a priest or someone along those lines would be more appropriate.
I don't know the right thing to say when a friend is going through a breakup, so I doubt I could come up with something good under even rarer or more trying circumstances.
"Son, come closer. I... I need to tell you my last thoughts..."
"MOM WHEN I WAS FOUR I TOOK A POOP IN YOUR VASE IT'S PROBABLY STILL THERE IT WAS A STINKY POOP"
There were a lot of people who couldn't stand to see my stepdad towards the end, and there were several who visited him quite often, several times a week in fact. Some people down here take that verse in Matthew really, really seriously.
Don't do it, moniker! There's so much fail in there >_<
I know, that's the problem.
If not for civilization I would have died shortly after childbirth. So I kind of want to give civilization a hearty 'thank you!' in there. On the other hand, I've read a few pages of the thread...
Okay, so the BBC article on Japanese centenarians has been updated to make numerical sense. Now there are just vast numbers with unknown addresses, which is somewhat more reasonable.
I really couldn't stand seeing my Grandma the last couple years she was alive. She couldn't recognize m (or virtually any of our family) and was in constant agonizing pain from necrotic flesh.
No one gave me input on whether I should show up to play with foam swords on a weekly basis or whether I should avoid foam sword related activities and the people who take part in them.
No one gave me input on whether I should show up to play with foam swords on a weekly basis or whether I should avoid foam sword related activities and the people who take part in them.
No one gave me input on whether I should show up to play with foam swords on a weekly basis or whether I should avoid foam sword related activities and the people who take part in them.
The last couple years of my grandmother were pretty sad too. One time, she told me how she could see them setting up a gravestone for her in a cemetery in the back of where she lived. Where she lived had no cemetery.
The physical thing, I can wrap my head around, but being confused and delusional all the time just seems no fun at all.
No one gave me input on whether I should show up to play with foam swords on a weekly basis or whether I should avoid foam sword related activities and the people who take part in them.
Where are there foam swords?
On second thought, I don't think I want to know.
Mike and Patty and I were walking to the games store yesterday and we saw a bunch of people fighting with foam swords in a little park. So, knowing Mike and Patty, it was pretty obvious that we would have to stop and ask them all about what they were doing. We ended up playing with foam swords for 15 minutes before we had to go to get to the store before the draft.
It's called Belagarth or something and apparently they do it every Thursday at 5.
No one gave me input on whether I should show up to play with foam swords on a weekly basis or whether I should avoid foam sword related activities and the people who take part in them.
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"Son, come closer. I... I need to tell you my last thoughts..."
"MOM WHEN I WAS FOUR I TOOK A POOP IN YOUR VASE IT'S PROBABLY STILL THERE IT WAS A STINKY POOP"
To include the leader of the group that put him there. I am awesome.
I thought about it and decided to set that money aside as a sport bar fund.
"Yo bitches, I totes graduated early all up ins! p cool rite?"
Oh man, put it all aside for the super bowl and go wild that night.
Don't you...
don't you like testicles?
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
What if you name them?
How about peach?
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Nothing to do with testicles.
James Westfall and Doctor Kenneth Noisewater.
Tommy Westphall?
Every TV show happens inside my scrotum!
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Conundrum.
I can't wait for the new fallout that drops next month.
What kind of guns does your guy use?
Movies can happen in your scrotum, too!
I'm trying to think of clever ones.
Fast Times at Ridgemont High?
The Wall?
Or should I be changing the names to make testicle puns?
I can post and pretend I am the originator. Plagiarism is what I do best!
There were a lot of people who couldn't stand to see my stepdad towards the end, and there were several who visited him quite often, several times a week in fact. Some people down here take that verse in Matthew really, really seriously.
I know, that's the problem.
If not for civilization I would have died shortly after childbirth. So I kind of want to give civilization a hearty 'thank you!' in there. On the other hand, I've read a few pages of the thread...
"I am very anxious to work in the field of politics, which is why I spent three years getting a degree in Political Science from Virginia Tech"?
Hanging with Mr. Cooper
Jake and the Fatman
Malcolm in the Middle
...
Red Dwarf
the "no true scotch man" fallacy.
Basically it was fucking horrible >_<
"I totes love me some politics, prolly why I managed to graduate in only 3 years. couldn't get enough poltitics all up ins my brains!"
Anxious is kind of a bad word to use in a cover letter.
Where are there foam swords?
On second thought, I don't think I want to know.
I'm so bored from that sentence I didn't bother to read your resume try again.
Go for it.
What's the worst that could possibly happen?
Battlestar Galactica.
Hobo kitteh. Ridin' the rails spreadin its hobo wisdom.
The physical thing, I can wrap my head around, but being confused and delusional all the time just seems no fun at all.
"excited" "intruiged by" "extremely interested in"
Mike and Patty and I were walking to the games store yesterday and we saw a bunch of people fighting with foam swords in a little park. So, knowing Mike and Patty, it was pretty obvious that we would have to stop and ask them all about what they were doing. We ended up playing with foam swords for 15 minutes before we had to go to get to the store before the draft.
It's called Belagarth or something and apparently they do it every Thursday at 5.
not the worst thing
My place