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  1. The best place for abstinence education is a strip club.
  2. The kid who played the brother of the robot on Small Wonder is on Twitter. Now everyone is officially accounted for.
  3. I'm re-enacting select scenes from "21 Jump Street" in the Walmart garden department, with special guest star Pauly Shore.
  4. Halfway through my success seminar, featuring Richard Grieco, in a van down by the river.
  5. You're all getting Hickory Farms sausage for Xmas.
  6. I need some definitive speculation...did he fall out, or did he never get on in the first place?
  7. You're grounded!
  8. If he does show up at your door with a laser pointer and offering $20 vaginal rejuvenation, it might be a trick. #ConsumerReports
  9. What we need is a good book burning. #SouthernLiving
  10. Lend me some sugar...I am your neighbor.
  11. @zea - Remember, each biscuit you eat helps me write more code for CFA, so I recommend you eat there every day.
  12. @pinkshepherd - Don't tell me you're in the Halloween industry!
  13. Headline of the morning: "Caution sounded on robot-aided prostate surgery." The last thing we need is an anal Robocop.
  14. @derek_huff - some sort of vaginal leadership class?
  15. The guys at Starbucks asked if we wanted to try the new Via instant coffee, and we told them to suck it biotches.
  16. Are you a rock-star programmer ready to change the world? Me neither.
  17. "So, I understand your wife works for that massive Cox conglomerate," says Brad to a co-worker. #SDBI
  18. Let's learn construction and get stimulus jobs!
  19. The best part of the movie is when we learn that Optimus Prime is actually a 33-year old escaped prostitute from Tijuana.
  20. We should form our own reality show, where I come over, eat your food, and leave. Afterward, you complain about it to your girlfriends.