We also let them endanger our lives by allowing them to drive their ridiculously over-sized vehicles until they inevitably end up plowing through a crowded farmers market or driving off the 2nd story of a parking garage.
Any other Austin monsters have no idea what happened in the first 10 minutes of Community because the motherf-ing sound wasn't working? I had my pitchfork and sickle all ready to storm KXAN when it came back on. Thank Jesus it worked during the commercials, though.
Also, for the last 2 weeks the sound on 30 Rock has also been off, but I'm not sure if it's the broadcaster's fault or my DVR's. Either way it's hampering my viewing experience.
Totally unrelated to the post, but there's something wrong with the voting system. Most of the thumbs are already greyed-out before I even have a chance to vote. Is this VGum's way of telling me my opinion doesn't matter?
So true. I refused to eat broccoli as a kid (kid = under 30), no matter how much processed cheese my mom poured on it. They tried making me sit at the table until I ate it, but I just put my head down and went to sleep. Turns out my mom should have been feeding me raw broccoli with ranch dressing because I will eat the hell out of that.
I don't understand why they had to hire two different actors and CGI one's face away and then make a big deal out of it. Why didn't they just hire twins?
You pretty much just summed it up completely there. Facebook stopped being fun the second I received my first conservative-relative friend request. I could deal with all the Jr. High/High School friends because it was kind of funny to see how many kids and divorces they had, and I could always hide them or delete them when they got on my nerves. (Plus after all these years I still didn't really give a shit what they thought about me.) But what are you supposed to do when relatives send you requests? Ignore/reject and have to answer for it at the holiday gatherings or accept and censor yourself? It's a no-win situation.
Ugh, Chu-Hai. I drank a can of that on the train from the airport thinking it was lemon-lime soda and found myself unexpectedly drunk by the time we got to the city.
(Pro-tip: if you see a percent sign anywhere on the can assume it contains alcohol.)
I distinctly remember reading an interview with her where the writer claimed she spoke fluent Japanese (as just one example of how BRILLIANT she is.) I remember thinking to myself that had to be bullshit. Thanks for the confirmation.
Actually, I broke up with my boyfriend because he dry-heaved everytime we tried to have sex. I'm now dating James O'Keefe, the looker below who tried to seduce a really pretty CNN reporter on camera in an effort to embarrass her. Things are going pretty well so far. I think he's the one.
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I wish Roger would leave his bitch-ass wife for Joan. I hate his wife. What did she have that Joan didn't that made Roger finally leave Mona? Poor Joan.
I did the Neilsen thing last year. They sent me a form for each TV we own and I think $2 in cash or something and told me to keep a log of everything we watched. Unfortunately we were out of town for most of the week, so I didn't get to push my favorite shows the way I'd wanted to.
BEST. STORY. EVER. You're welcome.
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