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"I wish I knew how to quit you, Mister Ed."
How do 5 million e-mails get accidentally deleted? "One at a time", said this exhausted White House staffer.
Generally, the terms "high-end retailer" and "shack" are mutually exclusive.
"We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril."
"I don't think I was."
"Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril."
"Look, let me go back in there and face the peril."
"No, it's too perilous."
"Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can."
"No, we've got to find the Holy Grail. Come on."
"Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?"
"No. It's unhealthy."
"I bet you're gay."
Friends don't let friends sing drunk.
"E-mails? No e-mails in here. But if I find any, you'll be the first to know, Senator Leahy."
These folks are having a great time; guess they don't know about the giant teapot coming to a boil just out of the picture...
(series continued from last week)
Helmut launches into his most-requested song, "Far, Far Away".
The lingering malevolence, one that had the country in the grip of paralyzing fear, was finally traced to an ancient building on a forgotten side street in lower Manhattan.
"Hey, you in the shorts -- no cutting in line!"
How do 5 million e-mails get accidentally deleted? "One at a time", said this exhausted White House staffer.
Generally, the terms "high-end retailer" and "shack" are mutually exclusive.
"We were in the nick of time. You were in great peril."
"I don't think I was."
"Yes, you were. You were in terrible peril."
"Look, let me go back in there and face the peril."
"No, it's too perilous."
"Look, it's my duty as a knight to sample as much peril as I can."
"No, we've got to find the Holy Grail. Come on."
"Oh, let me have just a little bit of peril?"
"No. It's unhealthy."
"I bet you're gay."
Friends don't let friends sing drunk.
"E-mails? No e-mails in here. But if I find any, you'll be the first to know, Senator Leahy."
These folks are having a great time; guess they don't know about the giant teapot coming to a boil just out of the picture...
(series continued from last week)
Helmut launches into his most-requested song, "Far, Far Away".
The lingering malevolence, one that had the country in the grip of paralyzing fear, was finally traced to an ancient building on a forgotten side street in lower Manhattan.
"Hey, you in the shorts -- no cutting in line!"
posted by Shiltone at 5:12 AM
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