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Holy. Crap. You know what you've got to do, Wil? You (and your ragtag friends) must challenge that dirtbag real-estate developer to a single game of golf, winner-takes-all, to SAVE THAT GOLF COURSE!
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My wife loves Left4Dead and can't wait for the second one to come out. She wants it like Veruca Salt wants a golden egg. She's big into zombies and reminds me often that, when the zombie apocalypse comes, humanity will separate into two group: 1) Those who have prepared themselves for the zombie apocalypse (with the help of many hours of training in L4D). 2) Lunch.
Toggle Commented Aug 13, 2009 on in which progress is made at WWdN: In Exile
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That background is my new favorite thing ever. I think I had that same graphic on my Trapper-Keeper. Why's your fly up, though? Aren't you selling hotdogs, nerd?
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That sounds like an incredible blast. Having experienced the rock-star lifestyle once or twice, I can attest to the surreality that lingers in the air when you're around a mobile stripper pole or brandy glass full of monotone M&M's. I've been lucky enough to have played a few big music festivals where I felt that perhaps they were mistaking me for someone else, that I wasn't really the droid they were looking for. Also, I find that using a Doomsday Device too early in a relationship really just complicates things. I'd rather the end of time was something we could just ease into, like a hot-tub, when we were both comfortable. ...the Doomsday Device is my penis.
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I have made the horrible error of reading many posts on your lovely blog on an empty stomach. The growling of my belly has disturbed my wife in the other room. I'll be trying to make some risotto this next week, and am feeling encouraged by how easy you made it look. Thank you for that.
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Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week.
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Excellent. Since I'm in San Francisco, I'll have to send my proxy. You won't know him either, but he'll be wearing my underwear.
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