Fitz

My wat was directed at the original drunken nonsense.

wat

Did somebody say shovel?

Happy Birthday Dudemeister!

Tell us moar.

Mathilda likes to just randomly show up, grab my hand, and start licking my fingers:

Dammit Mike, alright... I'm going to the airport right now.

Indeed.

Your knowledge is vast and impressive. I am in awe.

And don't wash your hands in his bathroom sink.

So is Duggeh our resident expert on boobs?

Happy birthday Purk mah man!

Yeah, I stopped caring about lala when they shut down the CD trading service.

It'll be fine as long as Colin doesn't sneak in there at some point.

I wish I was listening to some thunderpants instead of workin', but I can't complain, today I just have to research and price ultra overkill plasma displays where it costs several thousand dollars just to install the damn thing.

What's wrong with you, boy?

Then what number is the rule against perpetuities?

And removing them...

I have enough trouble with just 3 buttons on the mouse. :/

Ahaha, good one. She'll probably notice sooner or later though.

But could you use them as a shield to defend yourself from a crazy swordsman chasing you down while you drive? Yeah, that's what I thought.

It's the Head-Case welcome wagon in full force. I love you guys.

That's some pro toilet sleeping right there.

Usually fetal position, but sometimes yearner or soldier (with hands on midsection). I also pull the sheets over my head to block out light and sound.

^ and MOAR OVERKILL Happy Birthday!