2001, Page 48
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And suddenly Sci-Fi breaks into a beer commercial. |
Now that I'm blonde and brainless, I think I'll marry Tommy Lee or some other dirty, drug-crazed drummer. |
"I need more science stuff around. This is NASA, after all. We do science things here, right? My office needs a more science-y look." |
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o/` I AM the CAP-tain of the PIN-a-FORE... o/` |
o/` "I am the very model of a modern major general..." o/` "Dear God, he's broken into song again." |
I've got they're attention....Now what was I suppose to say again. |
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And thus began the World Championship of musical chairs. |
This fall on CNN! It's the Usama-Al Zwahiri Wacky Turban Variety Hour! Laugh as cohorts blow themselves up with grenades! Chuckle as they eat dirt! |
"Your tai chi moves don't scare me, old man!" |
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No matter what he may think. That lamp just isn't as sexy as the one in A Christmas Story. |
Be vewy vewy quiet, we're hunting Canadians...huhuhuhuhuh |
"I can't BELIEVE these were the only Halloween costumes left!" (I'm flattered, Beed. Most men nod off 15minutes after meeting me) |