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For those of you who are wondering, hanging upside down does not appear to improve my sudoku time, despite the increase of blood to my brain
What the fuck is happening? Two of my preset stations are playing the same Stevie Nicks song. Am I in the fucking Twilight Zone?
Never underestimate my ability to burn myself multiple times when taking something out of the oven.
I want parental controls for the internet, only to block my mom from being able to use WebMD.
Anybody have a simple internist's diagram so I when my insides hurt I can quickly identify which of my organs is shutting down? Thanks.
No singing in public.
Now he's playing an album of calliope music. Seriously, dude, stop. You win the "creepiest neighbor" award already.
Feeling suddenly self-conscious for wearing a flannel when Nirvana comes on the radio.
"Eat a Snickers, because Super Bowl Sunday is too important to not be at your best."
I'm not even sure we're worth saving anymore.
Earlier neighbor was using power tools in the rain. Now he's chopping wood. In the rain. In the dark. Nothing to see here. Move along.
Hey Dad, it's 10:43 am on January 10, 2015. Do we really still have to have this argument about what are "men's jobs" and "women's jobs?"
Neighbor is blasting O Come All Ye Faithful whole working with power tools in the backyard.
Should I be worried?
I'm a big fan of all those songs that encourage people to not take responsibility for themselves.
I love the champurrado at this little place that has it spelled three different ways on three different signs.
I'm that grown up who'll still go into a petting zoo even though I don't have any kids.