The right armrest of my office chair has a static charge, but not the left. It’s making my right-arm tingle.
I’m pretty sure that means I’m having a stroke.
The right armrest of my office chair has a static charge, but not the left. It’s making my right-arm tingle.
I’m pretty sure that means I’m having a stroke.

As seen on an IM with Austen, via Tim.
Rob: scott’s coming to the halloween party
Pat: i’ve heard
Rob: not sure if that increases chances of you coming
Rob: or decreases
Pat: increases if he brings one of the hot caterers from the clambake
Rob: haha
Rob: i heard that’s his costume
Rob: hot caterer
Pat: that’s a good one
Rob: it might get awkward when you’re banging him and he takes the costume off
Pat: that’s why i won’t let him take the costume off
Pat: you’ve gotta think
Rob: you’re right… sorry.
5 Minutes later…
Rob: i think this is going on my website
Rob: yes, it definitely is
Pat: what?
Rob: that exchange
Pat: no
Pat: don’t put up an exchange of me saying i’m going to bang a cross-dressing scott
Pat: i don’t want that coming back when people google my name
Rob: it’s just gonna say "pat"
Rob: not your full name
Rob: and if this comes up when someone google’s "pat"
Rob: you wont need a job
Rob: because we can all live off of my vast riches
Rob: for having the most popular site ever
Rob: now this exchange is going up there too
Last night, my girlfriend and I celebrated our anniversary. We went to dinner at Top of the Hub, and then cabbed over to Finale for dessert.
Finale is famous for its desserts (and after last night, I know why), but they also have dinner. It’s nice to have that option (they call it the “Prelude”) if you want to have an entire meal there.
Halfway through our dessert sampler, two young ladies sat down at the table next to us, and each ordered a dessert item. One got the molten chocolate cake, the other the cheesecake. Two very good choices, as we had very recently learned.
About 10 minutes after they finished, a salad was brought to their table; they were apparently splitting it. My girlfriend and I looked at each other at the same time, both realizing what was unfolding before our eyes. We were watching people eat a Tarantino movie.
Subject: Become her drillosaur!
Body:
Your male-pounder won’t fall!
[link omitted]
If you manage to seduce girl, she won’t be disappointed. Blue pilule works for 98 of 100 men.
Also, I’m pretty sure if one seduces a girl with one’s male-pounder, she will be disappointed. I’m sure she would be hoping for a female-pounder.
Boring drug test: “We need a urine sample, so please go into the bathroom over there and pee into this cup.”
Awesome drug test: “You have 30 minutes to fit as much of this cocaine as you can into or on your person. The clock starts… now.”
I wanted to make a joke here about an iPhone app that tracks the menstrual cycle of its user, but apparently several exist.
At least I can still trademark my catchy name: look out for iBleed coming soon (TBA).
iBleed… Because you should always have a Tampod handy.

Rob: im itching to get my xbox back from the repair center
Tim: literally? like a crack head?
Rob: my f***ing tracking number hasn’t updated since monday
Rob: yes, like a crack head
Tim: have they received it yet?
Rob: yes, as of monday, it’s already heading back towards me
Rob: well, towards chelmsford
Tim: f***in chelmsford
Tim: ups distribution center… or fedex… i dont remember
Rob: ups
Tim: oh fed ex is shrewsbury
Rob: your encyclopedic knowledge of shipping centers arouses me
Tim: yeah i’m hot like that
Tim: tracking packages – sexually
Rob: you can receive my package any day of the week
Rob: except sundays