As a representative of the moderator court, I want you to know that we've confiscated your goat until we feel you're responsible enough to have it back. You must perform 100 hours of community service. You shall serve your term by watching all remakes that have come out in the last five years and report back to us so we don't have to endure them. Otherwise, the goat gets roasted.

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oh for crying out loud - how am i supposed to screw a roasted goat ?

It's skewered. There's a hole.

Im pretty stupid

don't don't you just leave.

preferably on a jet plane

that crashes in to a mountain and bursts in to flames.

Anyway, speaking of Crocs:

Someone told me that you can boil and eat them if you need to, although I don't think that's true.

Thoughts?

Then stop reading it. :p

I think anything can be eaten if boiled to a soft enough consistancy. Shoes, indoor/outdoor carpeting, fishing lures, fiber glass insulation. I guess you could probably eat silver wear too, though I think watching someone eat any of those things would be a hell of lot more fun than eating it yourself.

Things that are getting on my nerves today:

1) Traffic. I hate it oh so much. Traffic was the reason I left L.A....I just can't stand the fact that I could be somewhere in 15 minutes, but it turns into 45-an hour because of all of the other people in my way. Happily, Seattle is much better than L.A., but some days still remind me of the days of old and I wish I had a monster truck to crush them all.

2) Talking with people, whether they be customer service reps or secretaries , on the phone. It's such a colossal waste of time to do a SIMPLE THING. Oh, you have an appointment to make? Sure, let's waste an hour of your day with your phone glued to your ear while you wait for them. Got a problem with your computer? Hey, let's make you talk to someone in Indonesia who either sounds like a robot or an Indonesian robot, take your pick. Again, you get transferred around from person to person, since apparently the first person you talk to can ONLY answer the phone, they can't help you....that takes another department entirely.

I suppose I suffer from impatience problems, but I just really hate wasting time.

and you talk like a retarded 6 year old.