October 7th, 2005

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Woo Hoo!!!

No school bus this morning!!!!

I put in some Jimmy Smith and had full bore, no holds barred air drums going all the way to work!!! Oh yeah, the drivers behind me thought I was a total freak!

"Stay loose!... Freedom, freakout, and free-for-all!"

[Images deftly lifted from randompictures.]
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44% Combativeness, 16% Sneakiness, 82% Intellect, 22% Spirituality

Brilliant! You are a Wizard!

Wizards are spells-casters who study powerful arcane magic. While
Wizards tend to be pretty fragile, some of those spells can pack quite
a punch. Unlike Clerics, Wizards aren�t as good at fixing people as
they are at breaking them, so watch where you toss that fireball�

Your most distinctive trait is your intelligence. You're probably well learned and logical, if perhaps a bit fragile.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 27% on Combativeness
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You scored higher than 6% on Sneakiness
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You scored higher than 75% on Intellect
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You scored higher than 16% on Spirituality

Link: The RPG Class Test written by MFlowers on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test
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During his morning briefing of the President, Donald Rumsfeld informed Bush that 3 Brazilian soldiers had been killed in a fierce gun battle near Kandahar.

"OH MY GOD!", the President exclaimed. "This is tragic!" and slumped forward with his head in his hands. His staff sat there, nervously watching, stunned at this display of emotion given his usual brave face when even much larger numbers of casualties had been reported.

Finally the President looked up with tears in his eyes and asked...

"How many more than a million is a brazillion?"
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Peer pressure time!!!!

Who wants to see spr0cket get really drunk and sing the following:

It was another Payday, and I was tired of being a Mr.Goodbar. So I saw Miss Hershey standing behind the Powerhouse on the corner of Clark and Fifth Avenue, and I whipped out my Whopper and whispered, "Hey Sweetart,how'd you like to Krunch on my Big Hunk for a Hundred Thousand Dollar Bar?"

Well, she immediately went down on my Tootsie Roll,and, Uno, it was like pure Almond Joy. I couldn't help but grab her delicious Mounds 'cause it was easy to see this little Twix had the Red Hots. It was all I could do to hold back a Snicker and a Krackle as my Butterfinger went up her tight little Kit Kat and she started to scream: "Oh Henry, Oh Henry!"

Soon she was fondling my Peter Paul and Zagnuts
and I knew it wouldn't be long before I blew my Milkduds clear to Mars and gave her a taste of the old Milky Way.

She asked if I was into M&M but I said, "Hey Chicklet, no kinky stuff"-- and then I said, "Look, you little Reese's Pieces! Don't be a Zero, be a Lifesaver. Why don't you just take my
Whatchamacallit and slip it up your Bit O'Honey?"
(and oh, boy, what a piece of Juicyfruit she was, too).

She screamed, "Oh, Crackerjack, you're better than
the Three Musketeers!" as I rammed my Ding Dong up her Rocky Road and into her Peanut Butter Cup.

Well, I was givin' it to her Good 'n' Plenty when,
all of a sudden ... my Starburst.
As luck would have it, she started to grow a bit
Chunky and complained of a Wrigley in her stomach.
Sure enough, nine months later, out popped a Baby Ruth.

It would be truely Sublime®.