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  1. Tried to google cigarette lighters and got a bunch of matches.
  2. Hastily adding "it's ok, I don't mind."
  3. In a fit of laughter, I apologised, "sorry, you looked really dumb for a second."
  4. Know what really floats my boat? An upward buoyancy force equal to the weight of fluid displaced. And tits.
  5. @musicbrain is the lucky woman, for anyone that doesn't know. She's the one, you guys.
  6. Married for an hour and we're already arguing. About who cried first. (It was totally me.)
  7. Heather won't let me postpone our marriage tomorrow so I can get good and drunk tonight. The oppression begins. A day early!
  8. Hey, Illustrator... Hey! Adobe Illustrator! ... Over here! Come here, Illustrator! ... Psych! Fuck you, Adobe Illustrator!
  9. Say what you want about Hitler, but without him, we'd have no History Channel.
  10. I turn to my left, look right at her, and whisper: "I'm peeing right now." Instantly, she falls out of love with me.
  11. Going to a punk-rock night. Looking "preppy" according to Heather. Jesus christ I'm going to die tonight.
  12. When my mother found out I liked stoner rock she warned about the dangers of drugs. I was totally high at the time, BUT SO NOT THE POINT MOM
  13. I know we're all busy trying to fix cancer, but could we devote some time to figuring out how, exactly, one rinses a colander after use?
  14. God damn this shitty toilet paper... Oh hey! Guy in a poncho!
  15. Let's argue about how retarded NaNoWriMo is! You be the "writer" that is An Expert On This, and I'll play guy that doesn't give a shit.
  16. Just saw black Santa doing shots with the Incredible Hulk.
  17. Heather on the phone: "....... Are you guys talking about Farmville?"
  18. "I love you," she says. Smiling, I lean in, kiss her neck, sigh, and whisper into her ear: "I'm farting. Right now." I wink. She leaves.
  19. Imagine fingering Sarah Palin. Now try NOT to imagine it next time you’re pulling hair out of the plughole. You’re welcome.
  20. Fuck Halloween. This year, I'm telling everyone I'm going as balloon boy, and in the spirit of authenticity, staying at home.