tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-141308232011-04-21T14:46:12.345-07:00New fabot column on WEDNESDAYSjonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.comBlogger1451100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-3444347775021993012007-04-29T22:57:00.000-07:002007-04-29T23:08:42.279-07:00

Okay, so, i'll come out with it. I'm a wrestling fan. I always have been, and probably always will be. Even though i pine for the days of the WWF "Attitude" era, and now just pretty much suffer through the "WWE" programming, i still like wrestling, and will probably watch it for at least the immediate future.That being said, i dislike assholes. There are some stories that you read

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-78629490412298537142007-04-28T04:14:00.000-07:002007-04-28T04:16:34.063-07:00

So, i realize that i haven't written a post in... iono a year? but there's a good reason for it. the reason? well, um, i've been ill. yeah, that's a good one. really really ill. okay, so not really, but i've been busy furiously writing for my other blog fulmer's belly. If you haven't been there, go there now, and go back at least 30-40 times a day. it makes you smarter. i swear.anyway,

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Weather is a funny thing. There are many different types of weather, and different types of reactions to those different types of weather. Weather is very versatile, we all have to deal with it, and it's the universal ice breaker.(awkward silence)"Man, it's really windy today""Yeah""Fancy a fuck?"This is usually where the wheels fall off the wagon for me, but if you have had other experiences,

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1161666990724319612006-11-01T21:07:00.000-08:002006-11-02T21:31:01.946-08:00

Those who know me know that i'm the awesomest person to ever walk the earth a pretty laid back individual. For the most part, things don't really illicit such strong feelings from me that i am able to call it hate. The things that i in fact do say that i hate are few and far between. Generally, it can be summed up with 3 words: cil-lan-tro. That's right, i absolutely hate cilantro. It tastes

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1161667492522789832006-10-23T22:24:00.000-07:002006-10-23T22:24:52.533-07:00

Aiight peeps, i know like no one reads this damn thing anyway, but for the one person that does, there will be a new column this wednesday. YAY!

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1161123148654912152006-10-17T15:11:00.000-07:002006-10-17T15:12:28.666-07:00

This has absolutely nothing to do with anything, but it's freaking hilarious. FWIW, the commercial was banned, and well, shouldn't be, because it's awesome.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1158655854101904562006-09-20T01:39:00.000-07:002006-09-19T22:08:05.933-07:00

There are lots of things that don't make sense in this crazy world of ours. For instance, the existance of a word called oxymoron. I mean, why would there even need to be a word that describes something that contradicts itself? It seems really stupid that we have words and phrases that are capable of contradicting themselves, but alas, that is the case, and such is the way of life.Everyone is

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1158214361353689332006-09-13T23:10:00.000-07:002006-09-13T23:12:41.370-07:00

(Yes, it's gotten to the point where my ability to come up with stuff has been a bit stifled due to splitting my attention between job, blog, other blog, so I present to you, a reprint from an article I wrote on Fulmer's Belly) It’s really hard to believe that it’s already been 5 years since that morning where the world changed. Up until that point, a lot of the dangers, as real as they were,

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1157662043586460212006-09-07T13:45:00.000-07:002006-09-07T13:47:23.603-07:00

I realize that i've neglected to post anything here in two weeks. Well, i was back in the motherland of tennessee for the last week, and while i was getting my sweet tea on, i was also unable to find an acceptable place to pirate someone's wifi signal.That being said, i will try to have something good up and going, and i'm going to try to get some guest posters on here as well.Stay in school.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1155636536689392422006-08-23T03:02:00.000-07:002006-08-23T03:34:47.713-07:00

I've tracked the number of words that i've typed for this blog, and it comes in at just around 59,000 words. This leads to something resembling an 180+ page book. That's a lot of damn writing. The sad part about it, is that i'm probably the only one who read any of them. Even as i type this, i realize that no one else will read this.Can anyone read what i'm writing if i'm alone in the woods?

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1155629041474875152006-08-16T01:03:00.000-07:002006-08-16T00:11:04.976-07:00

There exists a dilemma that all people must face many times in their lives, sometimes, several times a day. Now, you might be thinking to yourself: "why do i read this damn blog?" Ok, well, that aside, you might also be asking yourself: "what kind of dilemma would one face daily, and perhaps several times daily?" Well, you've come to the right place my friend.First off, allow me to offer a

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1155115356675291972006-08-09T02:22:00.000-07:002006-08-11T18:51:32.470-07:00

The shuffling of the books, the loading up of the $0.10 notebooks at wal-mart, the choosing of the outfits, you can smell it in the air, it's back to school time.Everyone knows the feeling: having to switch back your summertime schedule of waking up at 4pm, getting the brain ready for thinking about more than "how many beers can i drink before i can't remember... anything?" It's a challenging

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1154778449512315122006-08-05T04:45:00.000-07:002006-08-05T04:47:29.733-07:00

What time you ask? Almost football time that is!Don and Jon have collaborated on a tennessee athletics blog and it should be up and running pretty soon. We're trying pretty hard to make it not suck too bad, so check it out...Fulmer's Belly

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1154515716329392042006-08-02T03:24:00.000-07:002006-08-02T03:48:36.343-07:00

It's always difficult to come up with new ideas. I mean, people that work in creative type jobs definately have my respect. If you decide to ever work in a job that requires you to think of new crap every week, dont't take it. I mean, take a look at this blog for example. Sure, i bring the funny week in and week out, but as hard as it is to believe, it is indeed difficult to come up with new

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1153910532920122172006-07-25T20:38:00.000-07:002006-07-26T03:42:13.026-07:00

We live in an increasingly convenient world. As you look around your surroundings, you should take note of the things that are more and more convenient a.k.a. dumbed down for the sake of our stupid selves. What are these things that i speak so eloquently of? Of course... everything!#1 example: computers.When i was a lad, and learning computers back in lad school (yes, there is a lad school, and

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1153281556897429652006-07-18T20:58:00.000-07:002006-07-18T20:59:16.910-07:00

Wow, tiredness sucks... yup... that's freaking it... too sleepy to write... i'll get a nice post up later... cuz i like using the triple period thing... it's such a nice way to leave off...

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1152136336641548912006-07-05T14:51:00.000-07:002006-07-05T14:52:16.656-07:00

Here's a great impressionist comic. The bush impression is spot on.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1150850327410909032006-06-21T17:38:00.000-07:002006-06-20T20:45:07.923-07:00

Las vegas. The land of cheap food, free drinks (not counting the green chip tip to your favorite cocktail waitress of course), cheap hotel rooms, and of course, bountiful prostitues hookers call girls escorts....In 1975..!Alas, that is no longer the case. Back in the day, when the mob ran things, they treated their customers well with cheap food, cheap sleeps and cheap whores entertainment.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1147011465896366432006-06-14T07:16:00.000-07:002006-06-15T00:33:37.043-07:00

There are lots of numbers that we deal with. It sucks, but it's true what your teachers back in elementary school said about the math that you were learning back then... You actually do use some of it. Nothing really past elementary school though. (Just as an aside, so far, not couting these, there were 44 words in that previous paragraph... In college, i was known to be able to rattle off

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1149882993368532812006-06-09T12:55:00.000-07:002006-06-09T12:56:33.450-07:00

Sorry folks for the lack of a new post this week. I was trying to get on, but there were some issues with blogger earlier in the week. I'll make up for it with an awesome (ok, probably won't be, but still) post next week.Until then, enjoy the WORLD CUP! w00000000000

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1149061865178518242006-05-31T00:49:00.000-07:002006-05-31T00:51:05.193-07:00

Ohio, land of the jerks... Figuratively and well, literallyFast foward to about the 1:40 mark, then to about the 5:00 mark...

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1148508463668615412006-05-24T14:37:00.000-07:002006-05-24T15:49:02.636-07:00

Tis the season for season finales. There are alot of season and series finales going on this month, and it's kind of sad to see these shows go... I mean, sure i haven't been watching most of the shows for the last couple of years, but it's just nice to think that they're still around. Just kinda there... Like a warm blanket that i don't use anymore, but is nice to know that i could just cuddle

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1147901489516163032006-05-17T11:08:00.000-07:002006-05-17T14:31:29.600-07:00

There comes a time in everyone's life where they are faced with a problem. A problem so profound that it tugs at the very fibers of one's being. Fundamental problems that without the wisdom of a freud-like persona, one might never find the solution to. I shall attempt to grapple with, and find a solution to, said problem.Everyone these days has a telephone. And generally, everyone has friends

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1146040252322456722006-05-10T01:29:00.000-07:002006-05-10T01:01:08.863-07:00

There is something that i love more than anything else that is microwavable and consumable. The pure convenience, the delicious parts that aren't dry or stuck to the sides of the plastic container, the awesome aroma that wafts through the house in an almost vomit-inducing permeation (did you like how i used permeate there? ok, neither did i). Anyway, in case you're stupid, of course i'm talking

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1145327782400407442006-05-03T19:34:00.000-07:002006-05-03T02:01:32.293-07:00

We live in an increasingly convenient world. We can get our news on the computer without even going to the front door, we can make phone calls from anywhere in the world with a device that fits conveniently in your pocket, we can drive places at faster speeds than ever before, we can fly to places on the other side of the globe in planes that fly almost as fast as sound.With all of these

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1145170703167118612006-04-26T23:56:00.000-07:002006-04-26T01:29:48.396-07:00

I come from a korean family. One can deduce this by either looking at me, or asking me, or now, reading this column. The reason i mention this is because coming from an american based korean family presents it's own interesting set of traditions and customs that others might find different, but that i find completely normal.Here now, i shall present to you things that are true for almost every

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1145597020079572832006-04-21T22:21:00.000-07:002006-04-20T22:23:40.093-07:00

The guys over at view from rocky top, a ut devoted blog, has picked yours truly as the winner of the caption contest :)Check it out.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1145563897255281662006-04-20T12:58:00.000-07:002006-04-20T13:11:37.273-07:00

So, it's 4/20, and there's a dense fog in the air. And i'm getting a contact buzz just from looking at the picture... coincidence? i think not.Bob Marley's got nothin on an entire city of ganja-smokers. It's blocking the sun i say, blocking the sun!

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1145327825272989082006-04-19T19:36:00.000-07:002006-04-18T23:40:26.320-07:00

In honor of tomorrow being april 2oth or 4/20, i thought i'd write about, well, herbs.Let me just start off by saying that i have no idea what pot looks like, smells like, tastes like, or have i ever been associated with anyone who has any idea of any of the above except that i... wait, where did my twinkies go?Twinky is a funny word.As you all may know, the word for marijuana is commonly

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1144882547321897592006-04-12T14:46:00.000-07:002006-04-12T15:55:47.343-07:00

The salty smell, the soothing sounds, the clanging of metal, the guttoral tones? That's right, you're in a gym. Most of my readers at this point are probably asking themselves: "a what?" A gym man, a gym. A place you go to work out and do stuff that makes you smelly and tired.It's kind of like a time accelerator. Within a matter of a few minutes, you can attain the stink and grossness of a

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1144137621481024142006-04-04T00:59:00.000-07:002006-04-05T01:33:41.883-07:00

There are alot of products on the market that promise all kinds of greatness and wonders. Magic elixrs that can make your poop solidify, or if it's too solid, can melt it into more manageable lumps, pills that can make your hair grow, your boobs grow, and your penis grow (last two not ususally used in combination). There are pills that make you smarter, drinks that make you stronger and cream

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1143615288377150182006-03-29T22:30:00.000-08:002006-03-28T22:54:48.393-08:00

When i used to live in the south, the word "organic" referred only to a compound contaning carbon (and this only in high school text books, where the information would remain as in a locked and sealed vault never to escape into the minds of those living in the vicinity). After moving to california however, i have been inundated with the term "organic" referring to having been grown and harvested

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1143001107066015292006-03-22T19:44:00.000-08:002006-03-21T20:57:57.323-08:00

So, this post is going to be a little short... for various reasons that will soon become clear...So, the bracket shall remain un-updated as of now because it's really hard keeping up with the scores... no, cuz tennessee lost and now i could give a crap less what the hell happens...Cooking is usually fun. I say usually here, because there's some times where it's not fun. I mean, cleaning up is

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1142538570628341462006-03-17T11:46:00.000-08:002006-03-17T21:51:37.036-08:00

Results after Day 2...23 out of a possible 32 points...

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1141738917704390012006-03-15T05:41:00.000-08:002006-03-15T11:53:42.593-08:00

I often like to eat.... you know, food.I think everyone likes to eat food. But there's always something that happens when eating food. One gets tired of eating the same kinds of food all the time, and so one looks for alternatives to their normal fare. The only problem with this is that at this point, we are now at the mercy of the restaurant owners and their idea of what's "good" or even

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1141738835003612952006-03-08T05:40:00.000-08:002006-03-08T15:24:42.093-08:00

There exists a word that strikes fear into the lazy legs and asses of officeworkers everywhere. This word, which causes people to have to walk around in a maze of people and product and solicitation of your attention and business that is necessary yet completely unnecessary at the same time. What is this word you ask? Ok, well, you probably didn't, but that's not the poin...CONVENTION!Ok,

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1139553975024995012006-03-01T22:14:00.000-08:002006-02-28T21:47:14.080-08:00

I am a fan of the show star trek, among other shows like, super-jock-kick-ass hour (those two should cancel each other out right?). Anyway, since we all know that the show is called a "show" to throw the feds off the trail of the reality that it is in fact a true story, there are a few observations that i would like to share. And i'm glad that with that last sentence, you too know that star

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1139032198866973102006-02-22T21:49:00.000-08:002006-02-23T23:48:44.026-08:00

** Sorry to Don about the tardiness of this post **I am a degree holder in psychology from the university of tennessee. Apparently to employers the last sentence is read: "not suitable to answer phones at our place of business" but i digress.What the piece of paper that i got for showing up to a majority of my classes gives me the right to do is to (mis)diagnose illnesses and diseases and then

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1137811616453725272006-02-15T18:45:00.000-08:002006-02-14T20:35:00.996-08:00

This is sort of a follow up to the "paycheck lovin man" post. I'd link to it using the handy-dandy link tool, but i'm too lazy. Following, is one of the reasons why.Dreams are nice. Everyone has nice dreams of the future. Kids especially are very excitable, being told from an early age that they can do anything they want to with their lives. This invariably causes them to have dreams that

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1138691545948207412006-02-08T20:50:00.000-08:002006-02-08T00:16:46.443-08:00

They're a sneaky people those spanish (i guess i should put in a disclaimer here about how by spanish, i don't necessarily mean mexican or people from spain or latinos and blah blah blah... you know what i'm talking about, so from here on out i shall use "spanish" "mexican" "latino" and "swedish" interchangeably).Of course, the next logical question on your part would be: why are they so sneaky?

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1137650753315245532006-02-01T14:12:00.000-08:002006-01-31T21:00:50.336-08:00

Everyone remembers certain things about their lives. Everyone remembers their first car, their first kiss, their first time being held upside down with head submerged in the water while other people flush the toilet as a sign of affection..............Their first place on their own, their first time making love (or so i hear, i'll let you know if i remember it when it happens or not because i am

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1137621144012461872006-01-25T13:46:00.000-08:002006-01-25T18:52:39.483-08:00

I, as some of you may know, am from the south. This being said, there are a few things that are always going to be true with me. Things that have been ingrained into both my thought processes and vernacular, that will never change.For one, i will always believe that college football is infinitely more entertaining than pro football, i will always believe that teeth are a luxury for the "rich

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1136806548911867272006-01-18T03:28:00.000-08:002006-01-18T13:45:58.810-08:00

It would seem that animals are looking to band together to defeat us. Us being humans, and animals being those beings that can walk and eat and breathe, that are not humans.Whether it's tortoises and hippos, or ponies and kittens (warning, super cute overload possibility), it would seem that perhaps the cartoons we watched growing up were actually right, in that all animals can in fact

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135142142228989562006-01-11T21:00:00.000-08:002006-01-11T00:06:44.570-08:00

There are inherent differences between most men and women. I say most because there are always those people on the fringes that blah blah blah. Anyway, this isn't about the freaking gender gap and all that crap, it's more about the one thing that men will always be better than women at doing: you guessed it, giving directions.***Here's my disclaimer that this is all in fun and all that crap, and

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1134982024139480312006-01-04T00:46:00.000-08:002006-01-04T09:56:42.756-08:00

There are people that are of the understanding that laziness, in all of its forms, is bad. I am one of those people to whom those people are generally referring to. And as i do for the most part, agree with them, i also feel that in certain situations, laziness can be ok.What are these magical situations you ask? Well, i'd tell you, but then you'd stop reading right here... so i'll just stretch

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1136089967842167552005-12-31T20:32:00.000-08:002005-12-31T20:32:47.856-08:00

Hope your year is good, and all that crap...

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135910404935846332005-12-30T18:34:00.000-08:002005-12-30T03:17:51.543-08:00

Pictured is a well... picture of an abandoned hippopotamus (quick Mitch Hedberg reference: do you think a hippopotamus is just a really cool opotamus?)... along with his newest friend a hundred year old tortoise. It has been reported that the love has blossomed within the last week (or 2 feet depending on how you're counting...). The hippo however, has been overheard saying how he feels that the

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135767694166568282005-12-29T02:58:00.000-08:002005-12-29T18:34:28.093-08:00

James harrison of the piitsburgh steelers shows his dancing partner the proper technique to the "crazy leg dance." It is still unclear if they "hooked up" after the show...

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1133966354785160162005-12-28T06:31:00.000-08:002005-12-28T03:09:57.316-08:00

Living in a place without winter (as i happen to, in a magical place called l.a., there are interesting things that happen. I suppose there are interesting things that happen everywhere, but let's just pretend for now that nothing else happens anywhere.... Trees don't shed... and since they don't ever turn color and the leaves ever fall off, they just keep growing constantly. Many of the trees

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135687595456866802005-12-27T04:43:00.000-08:002005-12-27T04:46:35.473-08:00

As you can see here, the soccerball emerged from the cheek area of the man's face. Still under investigation however, is whether or not the ball was also from nike, potentially causing awkward moments during the holidays... Tom hanks has already disowned this ball for not having a face on it that he can talk to.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135544171870060312005-12-26T12:54:00.000-08:002005-12-25T12:59:36.930-08:00

At a college in baltimore, md, college students gather round to discuss and learn first hand, this "magical" phenomenon called "gravity." I know it sounds hokey, but apparently there actually is something to this "gravity" thing. It is the reason the beer flows from the funnel to the coed, and subsequently why the coed's boobs will sag.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135544246437617012005-12-25T12:56:00.000-08:002005-12-25T12:59:19.823-08:00

Here's a catchy tune by mr. garrison of south park elementary school :)I heard there is no Christmas,In the silly Middle East..No trees, no snow, no Santa Claus,They have different religious beliefs...They believe in Muhammad,And not in our holiday...And so every December,I go to the Middle East and say...Hey there Mr Muslim, Merry Fucking ChristmasPut down that book, The KoranAnd hear some

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135328011006513682005-12-23T00:47:00.000-08:002005-12-23T00:53:31.020-08:00

Due to large storms across the pacific, there have been large waves produced in the southern california beaches. Here you can see a picture of spectators deciding that it'd be better to just go ahead and die of stupidity now rather than wait for the day they decided to actually see how high the voltage is in the transformer box.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1135234935230918382005-12-22T22:54:00.000-08:002005-12-22T01:21:07.720-08:00

So there's a big transit strike in new york city bringing to light all of the injustices that the transit workers face and hurting the real criminals... as featured below...See that little kid in the purple jacket? That's right, that's who the transit workers hate/fear. That's who we need to watch out for, because they were being such bitches with the whining and the... yeah... so there's my

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1134304668317514272005-12-21T04:15:00.000-08:002005-12-20T22:38:41.636-08:00

***disclaimer: the owner of this blog assumes no responsibility for the actions of readers of this blog.***With that out of the way, here we go. Even though it's been awhile since i've been on a plane at all (and probably will be longer until i either get a job or they start letting me fly for free), i still enjoy spending 2-3 hours a day thinking about different things i could do on a long plane

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1134375242316791222005-12-14T23:51:00.000-08:002005-12-14T04:19:09.760-08:00

Due to the fact that my technological ju-ju (the powers that control the entire universe, known to some people as "karma") is basically at about the level of the molten core of the earth (that's sub-terranian people), my laptop recently died. When i say died, i don't mean, just works really slowly or anything like that, it literally clicks and beeps at me like it's trying to communicate why it

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1131475532018086362005-12-07T10:24:00.000-08:002005-12-07T06:31:21.623-08:00

Is there anything worse...? No. Is there anything more painful...? No. Is there anything more aggrivating...? Nope.The pain of this incident/calamity is one that is so painful that perhaps, people might cringe just hearing a mention of it. If you're squeamish, or alive in any way, do not continue reading.Ok, well, even though i've lost about 90% of my readership at this point, that's fine.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1130718839635437562005-11-30T16:25:00.000-08:002005-11-29T22:36:47.466-08:00

The title might sound a bit vulgar, but i can assure you it's not. In fact, it is an illustration of excatly what this post is about (quite handy seeing as how it's the title, no?). Anyway, on to what the french call... le point.Guys love talking in code. This is mainly due to the fact that they don't understand the other codes that go on in the word...(read: women). Women speak a completely

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1133218759078860202005-11-28T14:58:00.000-08:002005-11-28T14:59:19.090-08:00

To everyone who follows this blog loyally, and who is reading this, and upon reading this has realized that they forgot to wish me a happy birthday, screw you... :)

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129974321200503532005-11-23T00:36:00.000-08:002005-11-23T01:17:24.460-08:00

There are lots of people with lots of talents all around the world. Of these, there are people who feel that they should be musicians or some sort of performer. It's a hard life for people who want to perform for a living though. I mean, you've got your usual suspects: limited venues, limited resources, not having the right "look," not being able to get yourself out there... the list goes on (i'm

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1132191479295877462005-11-16T17:32:00.000-08:002005-11-16T17:44:52.010-08:00

well, this'll be my only "bloggy" post. i have to say, i had a great time in vegas with everyone, and am glad that everyone who made it, did.it got me to thinking though, that perhaps i'm in a bit of a worse situation here than i had originally thought. i mean, it was great meeting up with friends and what not, but after dropping off the last two folks at the airport then driving back to the

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129465636060831202005-11-07T05:08:00.000-08:002005-11-07T01:36:32.383-08:00

I think it's humorous when sportscasters, and athletes (many of whom do not have an intelligence quotient high enough to realize what i'm referring to) learn a new word. This word, eventually permeates the sporting world, becoming the greatest thing since the inception of paying for your ticket to see a game (it was hard times for the venue owners before that).Anyway, everywhere you turn, you

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1131154936322600682005-11-04T17:41:00.000-08:002005-11-04T17:42:16.336-08:00

On Monday, Monday, Monday!!!

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1130920731579403762005-11-02T00:38:00.000-08:002005-11-02T00:38:51.600-08:00

the blog will be on about a week hiatus as i get some work done... stop laughing... seriously.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1130839558909544522005-11-01T02:05:00.000-08:002005-11-01T02:05:58.923-08:00

Thought this was hilarious.....from the boys at edsbs (everyday should be saturday, a florida gators blog).

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129618216598363102005-10-31T23:29:00.000-08:002005-10-31T04:36:49.126-08:00

Why does anyone buy a magazine? There are a few answers here that might come to the mind of the less-enlightened... so i'll go ahead and dispose of those right now... Something to read/do on a long plane ride To read interesting articles (read: to see pictures of naked women) To read interesting articles (read: to actually read interesting articles) To look at pictures of cars or women

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1130640653305756192005-10-29T19:46:00.000-07:002005-10-29T19:50:53.326-07:00

Apparently, one can train a monkey to call the plays for tennessee... and me being a monkey, i will attempt to do so... First down: run, doesn't matter which direction, won't go anywhere Second & 9: incomplete pass... i know that's usually not a play that's called per se... but it's def. in our playbook Third & 9: ok, here's the deal... if it's third and more than 8, pass behind the line of

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129287645859934782005-10-28T03:55:00.000-07:002005-10-28T03:58:30.466-07:00

Childrens TV!....Ok, now i know some of you are thinking that it's bad of me to think of girls on childrens' shows as hot, but it's pretty genious, i mean, something for the kids, something for the dads. Anyway, i think the real question you should be asking yourself is, why the hell am i watching the kids shows anyway?Well, it kind of came out of necessity of late-nite tv watching, when my

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129456621259479072005-10-26T02:14:00.000-07:002005-10-24T23:44:39.416-07:00

Man, i love sports. I'll watch all kinds of sports (especially if it's the football off-season, or it's not a saturday). Some of the sports i watch and thoroughly enjoy: football of course, basketball, bowling, poker (hey, it's on espn right?), badminton, tennis, baseball (post-season), track and field, the biathalon, i think you catch my drift.Out of all the sports (and yes, this includes

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129293205010628242005-10-24T05:06:00.000-07:002005-10-24T01:11:07.846-07:00

In this installment of "what ever happened to..." i bring you:video games... and arcades in general...Video games were the shit. I was talking about the kind of games that were housed in cabinets, with joysticks and big buttons, not the xbox/playstation/gamecube crap that there is nowadays. I'm talking about standing around, putting your quarter-on-glass to mark your turn, watching the one kid

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129108582548927712005-10-21T01:58:00.000-07:002005-10-21T02:12:49.593-07:00

With the recent infux of poker mania both on tv and on the internet, i decided that i should take a long, hard look at what exactly this craze has going for it...As far as i can figure, there are alot of people (myself included), with delusions of going to the world series of poker, and winning 10 bracelets (oh yeah, and some money). Most of the people who show up have little chance. But i guess

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129291543133783792005-10-19T04:45:00.000-07:002005-10-19T01:22:28.073-07:00

Golf is one of those sports that makes you go "hmmmm..." If for no other reason than you have to ask yourself why someone would try so hard to hit a ball the size of an engorged tumor into a hole from 500 yards away. It seems to be insanity. I mean, if the game was to try to get it in the hole on the first shot every shot, now that would be impressive.In basketball, if you shoot a ball at the

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1129289226136933882005-10-17T04:00:00.000-07:002005-10-17T01:08:51.276-07:00

Of course, i'm talking about saved by the bell...Aside from the fact that dennis haskins (a.k.a. mr. belding) called me once on accident, this will live on as the greatest show of all time. Sure sure, some people might have their opinions, but to those people i say, no.Zach, kelly, slater, screech, lisa, nikki (from the middle school years), i mean, what did these guys not do? They always got

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1128488392411190362005-10-14T21:42:00.000-07:002005-10-14T03:55:25.800-07:00

so little time...Watching tv is becoming like a virtual "do-it-yourself" symptom checker/doctor. I mean, the drugs that are being advertised on tv give out descriptions that are on the best side vague, and on the worst side, well, vaguer...Watching tv can make anybody in this country a chronic something or rather, having our doctors have to field an inordinate amount of inquiries regarding what

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1128230157468093862005-10-12T22:02:00.000-07:002005-10-12T01:57:50.260-07:00

Well, the commercials are at it yet again...In one of the newest commercials for polaroid (apparently they make stuff that doesn't require shaking), there is a guy sitting, watching his tv, when all of a sudden, without his prior consent, the channel changes from sports to figure skating. He then proceeds to change it back to the more manly sports channel, when he looks over and sees a girl in

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1128156747333774122005-10-10T01:27:00.000-07:002005-10-10T01:05:58.186-07:00

This is a solemn post...I am writing about the passing of a dear friend to both you and me... of course, i'm talking about the music video.I was sitting at home the other day (alot easier to do now that i don't have a job anymore), when it dawned on me: mcdonald's would sell way more fries if they just said that they used pure vegetable oil, but used pure beef lard. Wait, that's not what i was

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126405916200390632005-10-07T19:18:00.000-07:002005-10-07T05:41:52.493-07:00

It seems to me that the fcc, the government, the powers that be perhaps, whoever you want to call them, in their ever-so-righteous quest to make our world "a better place" for everyone else, always seem to shoot themselves in the foot. But maybe that's just me.For awhile now, tobacco advertisements have been banned from most media (aside from magazine ads, because i guess kids don't read

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1127676906546066292005-10-05T12:00:00.000-07:002005-10-04T22:00:18.500-07:00

Why is it that some people have come to expect tips as an absolute right of them simply doing their jobs? I understand with some folks like waiters (although i'm not gonna tip you just because you're a waiter), but overall, there are lots of jobs out there that are service oriented, where tipping is usually not required, or even thought of.I used to work at an electronics store, selling... well,

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1127277963418694162005-10-03T20:26:00.000-07:002005-10-03T03:33:05.436-07:00

I am a killer.Not in the way in which i kill people or anything like that... I'm what you would call, an e-killer i suppose.Everytime i instant message someone, get into a chatroom, or even get involved in a thread in a forum online, it dies.I don't mean to kill the threads and chats and stuff, but it just so happens that whenever i add my two cents... people tend to never respond to it. When i'm

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1128230379262251922005-10-01T22:16:00.000-07:002005-10-01T22:19:39.270-07:00

It seems that me and my buddy RangerCho would once again be able to join forces and be able to be better than any person alive. In this case, it would be college football pollsters.Just to give you guys an idea of how much better we'd be at judging the college rankings than the people who do it now, between the two of us, just today, we probably watched around 30 hours worth of games/highlights,

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126762511753861502005-09-30T22:13:00.000-07:002005-09-30T01:13:15.163-07:00

It seems like the new coors light advertising campaign is meant to harness the whole, "refreshment from the heat" ideal, but it just seems to be like if what happened were true, there would be alot of problems.Here's the setup:There is this train. It is silver. Perhaps it's a bullet train, seeing as how coors is the silver bullet. Anyway, it's being loaded in the snow, because everyone knows

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1127897043294077342005-09-28T01:34:00.000-07:002005-09-28T01:44:03.303-07:00

Dragons are cool by nature. Cold blood runs through their veins... get it?Anyway, seeing as how i got canned today... i thought i'd go do something drastic to celebrate... let me know what you guys think...nice. my arm is now cool...All i can say is... ouch...my right hand that drew the picture is killing me... and i think that pen has now run out of ink...but i'm seriously thinking about

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126723899894567662005-09-26T11:48:00.000-07:002005-09-26T09:54:42.420-07:00

How many times has this happened to you? You go to a restaurant, eat a bunch of food that for the most part looks like it's already been eaten and digested by someone else (hey, i have to eat cheap), when before you know it, you start getting a feeling in your gut. A feeling that is eerily reminiscent of that feeling you get when you're in a dark room and you turn around only to find that you're

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126723695817923762005-09-23T11:32:00.000-07:002005-09-22T23:20:11.810-07:00

I read in a news story somewhere (probably naked cabin boys, a very reputable news source), that california was the world's fifth largest economy. Not the fifth largest in the country, the fifth largest in the world. Let's think about that for a second.If california were to break off from the union (possibly literally, due to seismic activity), and create it's own country, it would be a

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126722579585448882005-09-21T11:12:00.000-07:002005-09-21T00:27:06.163-07:00

Whenever you buy something new, there is usually a smell associated with it. The smell of fresh baked bread, that new car scent, and of course the smell of new traffic cones.What is it that makes these smells that bring forth memories from childhood, college, or sometimes that time you were beaten senseless by the roaming hobo with a brand new orange traffic cone? I'll tell you what it is.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126307676624214772005-09-19T14:55:00.000-07:002005-09-18T22:16:19.283-07:00

well, after listening to a couple of people talk about it, i decided to buy the first season of "lost" on dvd. So far so good. Anyway, the show made me wonder, what i would be like should i be stranded on a deserted island with only 10-15 hot women... my thoughts follow.First off, knowing my damn luck, i'd be stranded with a bunch of barnyard animals, delicious yes, but perhaps not the best

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126725919581081312005-09-16T11:52:00.000-07:002005-09-16T00:30:08.230-07:00

As a part of a joint venture with rangercho, we have both decided to take a topic, and write about it. Pretty complicated huh? So here goes.I have been studying for many years, the mythical creatures that are often referred to in folklore as women. I have advanced training in this field, even obtaining a b.a. in psychology (read: classes with lots of women in them), in my ever quest to unravel

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1125971960965244982005-09-14T18:25:00.000-07:002005-09-14T11:12:00.203-07:00

There comes a time in people's lives when they feel that they need to hang it up in terms of their careers. There are lots of reasons that people might think that they should retire, whether it be that they no longer have the love and passion for what they're doing, they've achieved their goals, or sometimes simply that they don't feel like working anymore.This is true with celebrities as well,

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1125079659523463082005-09-12T10:57:00.000-07:002005-09-12T01:03:31.070-07:00

It seems that my friends who have acutal... you know, jobs... always seem to be in a perpetual state of being on the way to, or coming back from, a meeting. It's strange how an entire day can seemingly be taken up by meetings, with breaks in between for lunch, smoking, getting a snack, socializing, chatting online, getting another snack, going to the bathroom to rid onself of said snacks and

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126469515629882762005-09-11T13:10:00.000-07:002005-09-11T13:17:12.140-07:00

I think the guys at the associated press, after being asked to be taken out of the formula for the bowl championship series formula, which chooses the top two teams to face off in college football at the end of the year, has gone crazy. They decided "hey, since our poll doesn't matter anymore, let's choose our rankings by... uh, wait look a dartboard! Sweet"edit:and in an unrelated (sort of)

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1124518789393378672005-09-09T22:24:00.000-07:002005-09-09T09:11:30.810-07:00

People oft take something so complex as a phone call and make it out to be a simple exchange of words and ideas. Nothing could be further from the truth. When people talk on the phone, there is alot going on that perhaps most people aren't aware of. In essence, there's an entire evolution that is a relationship going on during even the most brief conversation.- First, you have the infatuation

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1124404103064895812005-09-07T15:27:00.000-07:002005-09-07T09:27:15.143-07:00

Scientists for years, have delved into those questions that fuel the curiosity of entire generations. What is the meaning of life? What is the origin of matter? How come everything tastes like chicken? Which came first, the chicken or the egg?Of these, the most intriguing questions are those that scientists have grappled with for so long, that it's only known in the circles of folklore and legend

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1126056479892239732005-09-06T18:25:00.000-07:002005-09-06T18:27:59.906-07:00

Why is it that when you're stepping over something, it takes quite a bit of effort for the first foot (my right foot usually, just in case you were wondering) to step, but the hind foot, infinitely smarter (my left foot, just in case you were wondering) is able to clear the obstacle without even a second thought.

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1124404894122584462005-09-05T15:28:00.000-07:002005-09-05T13:08:52.566-07:00

There comes a moment in everyone's life where they have the type of clarity of vision that usually only comes after a few cases of beer. This is it, "the natural high," "getting high on life," "the world of... something else to do with being high, but not really."So here now, i present to you, my personal epiphany (some people might think it weird or a waste of a once in a lifetime event, but

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1123539096835812152005-09-02T14:58:00.000-07:002005-09-03T08:07:01.870-07:00

There only seem to be two types of commercials on tv nowadays. Ones where i can gamble all my money away playing online poker, and ones where i can get an "education" in order to get a mundane job so that i can pay for my newfound gambling habit.This post will focus on the second part of that statement. There are alot of commercials (in l.a. at least) for community and junior colleges. I'm glad

jonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06818970302453852978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14130823.post-1123675573609769452005-08-31T04:56:00.000-07:002005-08-31T00:53:08.576-07:00

You know that feeling you get when you go to the costco (or sam's back home), and buy a 12 year supply of toilet paper? Hell yeah you do. That's a great feeling. There's just toilet paper everywhere! When you have that much toilet paper on hand, you start to think of rediculous things to do with it. I mean, everything except wiping after a hard fought battle with your dinner from the night

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There have been many technological advances within the last 30 or so years.Music for instance, going from the record/8-track days, to the cassette tape, to the cd, to the mp3.In transportation, cars used to be huge, get terrible gas mileage, and be for the most part, ugly. Well, i guess aside from the fact that most of the cars are now made overseas, that one hasn't changed too much.Then we come

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Just thought i'd share this post... it's from a cocktail waitress in las vegas, she has a pretty fun and interesting site... check it out at coctaildoll.comSaturday, May 21, 2005 Shift: 10 AM - 6 PM Station: DiceSo here's how my day went. For some reason we were talking about cockroaches in the bar, I think we were talking about Fear Factor or something. Anyway, I was still thinking

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Well, it seems that my ability to find a job, although having paid off through a complete stroke of luck and chance, is still not without its faults. Today was supposed to be the day that everyone who gets a job works for... payday. The company that i work for has some kind of outside company that they pay to do their payroll and other things of that nature. The great thing about it? That's

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I've found through my infinite years (read: 24) of wisdom, i've become very impressionable through the media and advertising. I didn't used to be this way, being able to resist giving in to advertising and the attempted pursuasion of my tender and innocent mind, but somewhere along the line, it all changed. I've come to a point where i'll watch a commercial, then completely buy into it, with my

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