nameraka

fine, fine. i suppose i could use a sentry. and also a way down. seriously, does anyone know how to get down from the high ground?

you can't win this thread. it's over.

i thought if i drank beer, i didn't have to know about cars and sports.

yes, me too fellow hockey person. go our team! yay hockey guys! you put that puck in that net! am i doing it right?

teresa may loves the bucket

it's better. it's british rick moranis. i didn't know i needed british rick moranis!

yeah, but only if you don't have sriracha.

today we are all tomatos...

yeah. this sounds gross. you try it.

like i haven't heard that before.

fine... look, get your shit together and then we'll talk. you're no good to me as an enemy if your head isn't in the game.

okay. well i give up then.

granted

i don't need to thwart you. you're doing a fine job yourself.

then i shall throw all of my efforts into helping you find jesus...

also, i love that fucking movie. so funny...

too easy. i will use my powers of procrastination to thwart you. now you are 45 and haven't done shit with your life...

you need pizza for the soul... cold, soggy pizza for the soul. :barf:

post your life goal and i will come up with a plan to thwart you.

but... i like sardines...

i'm on board with this. i wish i had a job where pay was based on productivity rather than time. if i can go in, work hard, and do what i need to do in 20 hours, why do i need to be there for 40? time is a precious fucking commodity. it's irreplaceable and you have no idea how much of it you actually have. it's a fucking crime that our economic system steals so much of it.

i got bogged down somewhere in season 2 and stopped watching. i'll have to pick it back up before it ends...