So here's the set-up at La Casa* de Dan and Vince, my computer is in my bedroom, Vince's is in his room.
We exchange IMs through out the day about, you know, whatever... what's on TV, funny links, you know...
Anyway, today Vince went into the kitchen to get some Go-Tarts** and noticed that the sink was running, filling up and spilling onto the floor.
He did what any responsible renter would do, he ran into his room and IMed me. Here is that conversation:
VINCE: Kitchen is fooding.
DAN: Oh crap!
(Dan has left the chat)
(Dan has joined the chat)
DAN: I got the food out of there.
VINCE: Ok.
DAN: So no worries there roomie.
VINCE: Um...
DAN: Yeah.
VINCE: Did you turn the sink off?
DAN: No.
DAN: Did you need me to?
DAN: I wish you woulda told me, I was just in the kitchen.
VINCE: What did you do in the kitchen?
DAN: I'm not going back in there.
DAN: I was getting the food out.
VINCE: Why?
DAN: The kitchen was fooding, and I didn't want it to food any of our food.
VINCE: Food?
DAN: Yeah, the stuff you eat.
VINCE: I mean food (verb)?
DAN: Eating or using food, you call that fooding.
VINCE: No you don't.
DAN: ?
VINCE: You call it eating.
DAN: Oh.
DAN: Oh crap.
(Dan has left the chat)
(Dan has joined the chat)
VINCE: What did you just do?
DAN: I put the food back in there.
VINCE: Did you turn the sink off?
DAN: No.
DAN: Don't worry.
(Dan has left the chat)
(Vince has left the chat)
(Dan has joined the chat)
(Vince has joined the chat)
DAN: That was weird that we both went to the kitchen just then.
VINCE: Yeah.
DAN: I really like Go-Tarts.
VINCE: Me too.
DAN: I like fooding them.
That's all folks.
Dan.
* Casa means apartment, right?
** Like Pop-Tarts, but for when you're on the go. Personally I think a better name would be Portab-a-tarts, but that's just me.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Thursday, May 24, 2007
This Thing I Saw Once...
... was probably the most awful thing I have ever seen.
It was awful.
You don't want to know anything else.
Trust me.
Dan.
It was awful.
You don't want to know anything else.
Trust me.
Dan.
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Petition: Keep Paris in Jail for Longer!
In light of Paris Hilton's recent posting of a petition urging her fans to help keep her out of jail, we felt that we should speak up on behalf of those who would very much like to see her go to jail and stay there.
To that end, we created another petition addressed to Governor Schwarzenegger asking that he actually lengthen Paris' sentence. Please visit and sign the petition Here.
Thank you.
Monday, April 30, 2007
Reader E-mail: "Can you explain this"
Today's reader e-mail comes from Lorna, who, judging by the subject line, apparently wants us to explain something to her. Let's see what Lorna has to say:
Want fuck by your pennis with tall woman? Visit www.2211122. And add COM after
dot at the end.
Yes. Yes we do Lorna. Thanks for asking.
Dan.
Want fuck by your pennis with tall woman? Visit www.2211122. And add COM after
dot at the end.
Yes. Yes we do Lorna. Thanks for asking.
Dan.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
200th MySpace Friend Spectacular (with giveaways!)
Friends, have we got a deal for you!
As you may not have noticed, but we did, we now have over 200 friends on MySpace (cue canned applause)! That would be pretty meagre and disappointing if we were, say, a graphic novel-derived movie featuring guys with big abs, but since we are but meagre Surrealists with disappointing abs, we feel great!
So, as a thank you, we have decided to give back to our fan-munity. Here's what you do: Shoot us a message via this MySpace doohickey answering the following question:
What?
Include your address (which we will never use for any purpose except this giveaway - we swear on the grave of Luis Bunuel), and we'll send you a fabulous prize (cue canned applesause)!
Prizes may include, but are not limited to: A tempremental pedometer from a box of Special K cereal, an Anti- records CD sampler I found, or possibly a cute picture of a baby. You can also try requesting your prize, if you want. No telling what you'll wind up getting (and Lord knows it won't be what you asked for), but we'd enjoy hearing the kinds of things people want for doing very little these days.
We're serious, so happy question-answering.
Vince out.
As you may not have noticed, but we did, we now have over 200 friends on MySpace (cue canned applause)! That would be pretty meagre and disappointing if we were, say, a graphic novel-derived movie featuring guys with big abs, but since we are but meagre Surrealists with disappointing abs, we feel great!
So, as a thank you, we have decided to give back to our fan-munity. Here's what you do: Shoot us a message via this MySpace doohickey answering the following question:
What?
Include your address (which we will never use for any purpose except this giveaway - we swear on the grave of Luis Bunuel), and we'll send you a fabulous prize (cue canned applesause)!
Prizes may include, but are not limited to: A tempremental pedometer from a box of Special K cereal, an Anti- records CD sampler I found, or possibly a cute picture of a baby. You can also try requesting your prize, if you want. No telling what you'll wind up getting (and Lord knows it won't be what you asked for), but we'd enjoy hearing the kinds of things people want for doing very little these days.
We're serious, so happy question-answering.
Vince out.
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