I suggest that we start either posting or crossposting to alt.tv.beavis-n-butthead. I also suggest that we use big words and perfect grammar, and refuse to write as the young ruffians in question speak.
This could lead to some interesting "dialogue."
--Matt
Or alt.my.head.hurts. Which is what happens after watching that pathetic pile of crap they call a program.
Mark
Oh shush. It's not like anyone's actually responding to us intellectually elite Harvard weenies.
This is because, oh great and wise sir, you have no fucking mouth.
[email] (Stewart King) wrote:
I'm suprised, I figured you for one of those slut fags who'll stick it in and ass he can find in the right position.
Don't give up Stew, I've not even started.
In message , [email] (Mark "I'm jerking off" Staloff) wrote:
whoa! There's a show called "my head hurts"?? Or don't you mean "My So Called Life"?
I thought I warned you boys not to go out and rile up the stupid people.
:
<mumble mumble mumble> <mutter>
This isn't fun.
I used to be like you. Then I went to harvard, and now I blow Vietnamese pot-bellied pigs for a living.
There, try something like that.
[email] (Stewart King) wrote:
Ahhh...College turns you into a pig-blowing, beatiality loving dumbass! Damn Stu, I'm sure there's one woman out there that can accept your limp-wrist ass the way it is. All hope is not lost!
Ummm...I'm going to like speak for Jason because he's at work (work sucks). He's not into that stuff, so I don't think he'll be joining you at the "suckfest" this weekend. Besides, he's got the blow-up woman to keep himself occupied.
King Fahd wrote:
Yep. The trick is to talk to it and pretend it's real. And she never complains about morning breath.
That funny looking guy down the hall Jason Passmore wrote:
Ohhhh, so that's the secret. And all the time I thought mine was broken...or something.