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Ugh. That had to be the most unsympathetic & repulsive character it's ever been my misfortune to come across in an assigned reading. Naturally it was the teacher's favorite book. Meanwhile, I was reading Vonnegut in my spare time, unfortunately no teacher I had ever assigned him. I did, however, have a Professor in college that looked like Vonnegut's twin. "Art Appreciation", he showed the original "Cabinet of Dr. Caligari" in class (silent) and played a recording of music that I found very haunting. After class, I asked him what it was..."It's Tangerine Dream, but it's slowed waaaaaaay down". The way he said it reminded me of Prof. Jennings in "Animal House".

Whoever this is, I raise a toast to them!

What's the last thing a pubic hair hears before it hits the ground? sfx: spitting noise

And your toothbrush...and all over the house...

My Alma Mater (Northern Illinois) is playing the Utah "Utes". Every time the announcer says "Utes", I hear Fred Gwynn as Judge Chamberlain Haller, "Uh... did you say 'yutes'?" in my head. It was funny at first, but it's becoming annoying.

Just have some coffee, you'll be fine...

Thought this would be about the town in Illinois (mobbed up).

Sha-na-na-na Sha-na-na na-na ba-doo.

Trigun - come out of the closet, before Kanye puts a cap in your ass!

The guy with 2 thumbs, growning out of his forehead.

Salads -

In a town I lived in as a little kid, a new subdivision was built with fancier houses than were the norm for the town. As people bought houses & moved in, they came in to my Dad's store with checks indicating the town they lived in was the name of the subdivision, not the actual town. He argued with one customer that did this, their point was they would never live in (town's name), said in such a way that indicated it would have been beneath their dignity.

You kids & your fetishes...

Courtesy Cheech & Chong.

A police officer was staking out a well-known bar to bust some potential DWI-ers. As it neared closing time, an extremely intoxicated man stumbled out of the bar and spent 30 minutes looking for his car. When all the other drivers had left, the drunk finally located his vehicle. He spent another 20 minutes fumbling for his keys and trying to unlock his car. Finally, he got in and eventually managed to start his car. As soon as he pulled away, the police officer went after him and pulled him over, giving him the breathalizer test. It came up negative. “How could this be?” the officer sputtered. “I saw you! You were falling all over the place!” The driver grinned and said, “Tonight I’m the Designated Decoy.”

He'd just logon with a different ID and another persona. He had a few on asmb.

Or being a Sociologist doesn't pay as well or they hated it so much that their current occupations were preferable.

One scenario that I wonder about has him as a Sociologist, playing troll to watch reactions within the group dynamic. The funny thing is, I was watching "Dirty Jobs" and Rowe was cleaning dead rats & rat feces out of crawlspaces and attics with 2 brothers. He later finds out they both graduated with Sociology Degrees.

More like sent to the nearest FBI District office.

Or...and just putting this out there...we could get a whole bunch of "Lite Brites" and...