Random Thoughts the Third

Butt.

 

Once upon a time, newspapers talked about increasing their penetration. Uh ..., huh-huh.

 

I find that "pilot" is one of the more difficult words for me to type.

 

For me, it's the name "Joseph." It never comes out right the first time.

 

I resent your inability to organize lists (also, your shitty pizza tastes) and will defeat you in Sheep as punishment.

 

That was back when newspapers had a Page Three.

 

As a rather large white boy, I know every lyric to B.I.G.'s song Juicy.

I impress at the bar when I break into it whenever someone plays it.

 

Why are there not 1990s rock stations on regular radio? All the requests for modern rock stations are for the 1990s stuff they still play.

 

Screw SouthJersey.com and their useless Twitter feed.

 

I think I might have a cavity. I've never had a cavity. This ranks among the worst things ever to happen to me.

 

according to thebaseballpage.com, if you scroll to the bottom of evans' page and read the comments, dwight evans was anonymous' childhood hero. made me stop and take pause.
the world wide web really makes you wonder sometimes.

 

Every company that cares about morale should buy lunch or dinner for the staff once a week.