B. Of all the complex artificial flavors (pretty much anything that isn’t acid based, lemon, lime etc) the most accurate representation is watermelon. No other artificial flavor comes close.

Voting went smoothly today, I had the sample ballot filled out and was ready to cruise through it.. i removed the cap from the ink-a-vote pen and placed the ballot in the receptacle when a poll worker turned on the radio, which was a bit surprisingly in the quiet polling location of the Barlow Respitory Hospital, after adjusting the frequency, what should come on?

ROCK

Communities lucky enough to have a micro-black hole drift into town can enjoy free and permanent removal of all local waste. Installing a catapult capable of launching rusting barrels or most Ford or GM vehicles built from 1981-1992 will keep workers safely from the quantum crush.

And if cities prepare prior to the black holes arrival they can charge the surrounding areas, as in the case of Seattle, to dispose of their hazardous homeless populations, or rid the community of all cats weighing more than 15 pounds or dogs weighing less than 10 (the universal threshold for annoying pets.)

Collect all 15.

And, much like how you will never forget when you heard the shocking, unbelievable news that Fred Schnieder is gay, Clay Aiken came out too.  I wonder how thats going to sit with the hillbillies who love american idol.

How many typesetters does it take to screw in a light bulb?

One, but you have to specify
how tight you want it.

I LULZ

There are two kinds of folks: Élites and Regulars. Why people love Sarah Palin is, she is a Regular. That is also why they love me. She did not go to some Élite Ivy League college, which I also did not. Her and me, actually, did not go to the very same Ivy League school. Although she is younger than me, so therefore she didn’t go there slightly earlier than I didn’t go there. But, had I been younger, we possibly could have not graduated in the exact same class. That would have been fun. Sarah Palin is hot. Hot for a politician. Or someone you just see in a store. But, happily, I did not go to college at all, having not finished high school, due to I killed a man. But had I gone to college, trust me, it would not have been some Ivy League Élite-breeding factory but, rather, a community college in danger of losing its accreditation, built right on a fault zone, riddled with asbestos, and also, the crack-addicted professors are all dyslexic.

I lulz.