Buckweaver and Good Doc?

Wait...and you expect us to believe men aren't lined up around the block?

Pshaw, I say.

 

Hey, I'm not just attracted to jocks ... I am one, too.

 

Um, if you really have lead pipes in your house, you might want to google that.

 

Ahem. Some people have to, you know, work 11 hours a day (estimated. Badly estimated.)

So fuck off with your deep-seated issues of abandonment, fools. I'm here now.

 

Jinkies! I've got a serious jones for some potato chips.

Ever sprinkle feta cheese on chips? More specifically, Jay's Potato Chips?

Fucking awesome! I'm totally going to rock the Athenos casbah.

 

I'm calling bullshit. But hi anyway.

 

Oh my God, that is sooooo totally freaky. I just ate potato chips.

 

I just scored five goals with Steven Gerrard in a 5-1 drubbing of Costa Rica.

 

I took a shit before. I still have gas. I wonder if I'll have to take another shit.

I'm not usually a fan of that. I like to parse my shits out. Make them events. Save a magazine, bring it in, read a bunch of stories, cleanse my colon. It sucks when I have to take a dump twice in two hours.

 

And if a 6 turned out to be a 9, I don't mind.

 

Are you threatening my pipes?

Seriously, though, its cool. The only lead we have is in the outtake pipes.

Funk dat. I'll broker no critcism or lack of understanding about my feta cheese chips.

 

Pick on a CPU opponent your own size. I got a hat-trick goal from Thierry Henry in the 92nd minute to beat ManU and rise to first with two games left in my Prem season. So there. ;D