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Ok, but you still have to wear the dress.

Indeed. It's only fair.

-Pufer

And you can't say fairer than that!

Blokes aren't honorable, I'm afraid...

Wha'bout da judge?

-Pufer

Pufer, on Jan 25 2008, 01:07 AM, said:

Lektor, on Jan 24 2008, 05:32 PM, said:

"Fairer than that!"

Mispeled, on Jan 25 2008, 05:02 AM, said:

Oh man, I wonder what would happen...

Judge Judy is a terrible person.

-Pufer

No, horses are terrible people!

Carrots are terrible people. But they taste delicious!

I love sliced/shredded carrot in salads, on sandwiches, and in slaw form. I just can't bear munching on one though.

-Pufer

I used to chomp them up into little chunks along with apples, bananas, and orange juice the let it all fall out of my mouth and pretend I was throwing up... I wasted a lot of food that way...

Buffalo the Kid, on Jan 27 2008, 04:12 AM, said:

You're disgusting.
Not that you were pretending to throw up, but that you wasted so much food.

This post has been edited by Rickton: 27 January 2008 - 06:01 PM

Hey... I was five...

To make up for it, I'm anorexic now.(kidding)

This post has been edited by Buffalo the Kid: 27 January 2008 - 06:27 PM

We should start shipping leftovers to starving people in China. Seriously. We should place a couple pieces of leftover pizza in an envelope, address it to "Starving people in China," stick a few forever stamps on the box, and then drop it in the mail. Repeat daily.

-Pufer

Hmm... Maybe...

I think we should mail them islands...

This post has been edited by Buffalo the Kid: 29 January 2008 - 02:48 PM

I think Pufer's got a point. I remember reading somewhere that America throws away enough food to end world hunger, but I can't remember what from. We should at least do something.

I had a most epic dream the other night.

It started out with my friends and I on top of a smallish skyscraper somewhere in Chicago. We were in the middle of battling some group of people for no real reason and fighting pretty much to a standstill. We were all wielding broadswords and our rather faceless opponents had various firearms. We managed to beat them after awhile with minimal injuries though. As the last man died though he shot my friend and she died instantly. We immediately screamed out in anguish and cried over the horrendous loss. My friends began to dig a hole in the roof to bury her in while I wracked my brain for a way to bring her back. I could find nothing though, every time I thought I had the answer it slipped away. I was about to give up when I stumbled on the ingenius solution of going back in time to stop her from ever dying in the first place! I then dashed down from the roof into the building. Which turned out to be an enormous department store complex. I immediately ran towards the time machine section noting briefly that the lights were all off. I soon discovered that the store was infested with vampires. I stumbled into a group of them and got a thorough ass-beating. I ran like hell from my pursuers and just as I was about to be overtaken I ran into a roman soldier who agreed to help me on my quest. Together we fought our way down one side of the store. We emerged into a clearing in the forest like clothing section and found a large group of vampires. It was a tough fight but we managed to take them down. The Roman got a nasty gash on his chest and I broke several toes in the process so we decided to make camp for the night. In the morning, with our wounds healed, we set off towards the center of the department store so as to get a better bearing on our situation. We found though that our path was blocked by the perfume section. There was no way to get through. Searching franticly for a way out the Roman found a cave entrance and we both charged down into it. The cave turned out to be a vampire nest. We charged through desperately trying to make it to the other side but it was not enough. Within minutes the Roman was cut down and I had to fight back the urge to go to his aid so that I could save myself, I bit my lip and blinked away tears as I dodged past vampires on my way to the exit now in sight. I blasted out into the time machine section and managed to avoid being bitten long enough to open a time machine's door and . . .

Then I wake up.

Pufer, on Jan 26 2008, 12:04 AM, said:

I demand elaboration, and possibly commentary on other TV judges.

G-Spark, on Jan 29 2008, 03:52 PM, said:

Whatever we do, it should not involve mailing leftover pizza to China.

Mispeled, on Jan 29 2008, 06:39 PM, said:

There is no reasonable justification for her actions on the (fake) bench that she occupies. Expressing righteous indignation is occasionally appropriate, but certainly not in every case that presents itself. Her tirades paint her as a sadist who cares little about the facts of a case and more about her own ability to weave a wonderous tirade against a party.

If a judge gains a well known reputation in the media, then something is going wrong. Either scandal is present or, as was the case with Judy, sober justice is being pushed to the side by grandstanding. If your reputation as a loose cannon becomes so well known that you're given a TV show, you are not doing your job the way it should be done.

-Pufer

my dream is being ignored in order to talk about Judge Judy? I think I might just give up on life.

lemonyscapegoat, on Jan 30 2008, 05:22 PM, said:

You have 7 11 posts. Give me a soda.

This post has been edited by Rickton: 30 January 2008 - 05:25 PM

Rickton, on Jan 30 2008, 05:24 PM, said:

Remember kids, post count is the only measure of worth around here. Which is why I'm 12% or so better than Rickton.

Indeed. Between me and Mispeled, we're worth over 20 lemonyscapegoats. Once you have 21 dreams, you can trump us and our talk about Judge Judy.

-Pufer