At first, I was going to say nothing that I can think of. Then I saw Shiny's post.Originally Posted by Shiny
At first, I was going to say nothing that I can think of. Then I saw Shiny's post.
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Shiny and Faris can give their copies to me and Lockharted.
My copy is lost but trust me, you don't want to play it. Just throw on a Spice Girl's CD and play a real game.
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NO
MOM
I
DON'T
WANT
CLOTHES
now where da legos at
How is that a bad Christmas present. I don't understand?At first, I was going to say nothing that I can think of. Then I saw Shiny's post.
Receiving clothes was the worst. Always from Shopko or Fred Meyer, never in the size or style I wanted. Thanks, Aunt LaraLynn!
Meeting my dad's then-girlfriend-turned-4th-wife on Christmas Day two years ago.
AHAHA oh wow it's like I'm really back in Washington State during my childhood
Fred Meyer was the worst ahaha xD
What, other states don't have Fred Meyers?
I think just Washington and Idaho or something.
WASHINGTON STORES GENERAL
Fred Meyer
Haggens
Payless/Pay N' Save
Ernst
QFC
Marvin the Superhero, everybody!
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
Maybe certain people don't want you to see them shooting at you.
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