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Nah, I also would have called him autistic if he had done it.

It's not really an in-joke anymore.

*Thinks to himself that he'd never seen such an amazingly crimson third eye like that, but says nothing because he's really shy.*

Maybe. Or the tentacles were just a pleasant surprise.

* Eyes the tentacles and the 5th Dimension while adjusting his false leg* What's a cutie like you doing wasting your life in a place like this?

It was a very sad thing.

That isn't true; he can only speak for himself. The only way you would be "throwing him under the bus" is if you promised him you would back him up and he actually coordinated his email with you before you refused to say anything. If he's going to guilt you for saying nothing, then you should kindly remind him he didn't give you a say before he sent the email.

A waste of talent, I tell ya.

I got a PS/1 when I was a sophomore in high school. It was an interesting computer... the rest of the computer world was predominantly Windows 3.1, but that computer was a DOS shell device. That was in the days before internet was practical for home use, and there weren't any really good PC games for a DOS shell device, so it wasn't a big deal having a computer in my room. I never really wanted a TV in my room, oddly enough.

Things were going well... Then you added ranch.

I don't actually hate you. It just seemed Better than talking about a foodstuff that's generally a staple of every world cuisine.

God damn, there are lot of cynics here.

I like tomatoes, but I hate Viper... Is my love for tomatoes greater than my hate for Viper? Stay tuned!

Only happened once, and I went out on a date with her.

Look who just walked in. The mother fucking champion.

Disco, disco, disco...

Thanks to @bnmjy, we now know which boards no one ever visits.

That's high praise from the greatest board autist ever.

It's that awful and worse. No, seriously, why a mexican food chain would think to make crinkle cut fries is beyond me. Typically, they're lukewarm and soggy, but sometimes they aren't lukewarm.

Lol. When did such a time exist?

Guess what? It wasn't that great. But, one of my best grade school memories was discovering KROQ on my first (!) portable radio / tape deck and listening to WHAM! and thinking "Well, that's a hell of a lot better than folk music."

Well, I was going to say something, then Buddy posted... that... so, uh, cool. Here in the land of Taco Bell's birth, it's hard to find one that doesn't fuck with your intestines. You're better off going to Del Taco with their krinkle cut fries...

Happy birthday!