Roger. I'm goin' in!
So I don't dye my forehead.
Sink it. Tomorrow. 3 pm sharp. Stat.
I'm going to put vaseline on my forehead.
No one will let him quit, poor thing.
I don't have that thing.. you know.. when you talk into the microphone and the computer does it. I tried to train one, once, but it's really smurfed up and I guess I'm not smart enough to use it. Do they even exist? I'm just making trout up. I hope I'm right.
You might want to ask RSL instead.
Football is part of the definition, yeah. They grow beards, I think. Or maybe not, maybe I'm stuck in the past. They...eat at McDonald's, that's for sure. And they mow their lawns every Sunday.
I like sports. What the smurf? No I don't!
Praise be to Meat Puppet. And never give up. He'll come around eventually.
