Jim in Anchorage Posted April 2, 2009 Share Posted April 2, 2009 Did you girls paint each other's toe nails during the movie, or just brush each other's hair? Classic. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GoodBye Posted April 2, 2009 Share Posted April 2, 2009 Sausage. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HopsGuy Posted April 2, 2009 Share Posted April 2, 2009 I have a job. I'm the Vice President of Training and Air Quality at a million dollar a year radio station. I only get paid in experience but it's a 30 hour a week job on top of my nearly endless schoolwork, and it should open a lot of doors for me in my chosen line of work. Not to mention that I'm the play by play announcer for Cornell women's basketball and baseball. But yeah, you guys know me, I'm just a bum who sits around all day. In conclusion, you guys can shove it. Sorry. I should have said, "GET A PAYING JOB" to go along with your internships. My apologies for being so vague. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
/dev/null Posted April 2, 2009 Author Share Posted April 2, 2009 Did you girls paint each other's toe nails during the movie, or just brush each other's hair? They probably started queefing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BuffaloBill Posted April 2, 2009 Share Posted April 2, 2009 Saltine crackers, spaghetti (without sauce), and beer. I'm a poor college student. Dinner of champions Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
erynthered Posted April 2, 2009 Share Posted April 2, 2009 Sausage. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Steely Dan Posted April 2, 2009 Share Posted April 2, 2009 Pffffftttt. When I was in college, I always had plenty of (my own) money. You know why? BECAUSE I HAD JOBS!!! I worked co-op for the electrical utility, I tended bar, and I was the maintenance guy at a Catholic school. And don't say you don't have time. I majored in electrical engineering and also earned an Army commission in ROTC. Each of those is demanding enough on its own. But enough about me... Get to work kid. You'll eat just fine. Kids these days. Then again, maybe all that work made me such a curmudgeon at 38? The curmudgeon monikor begins at age 70. Right now you're just an ****. I had pot roast. Cooked slow in the oven for about 5 hours. Started with a ceasar salad. Had some licorice for dessert while watching Marley and Me. How anybody can consider licorice a candy is beyond me. Did you girls paint each other's toe nails during the movie, or just brush each other's hair? Snausages. Fixed! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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