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March 26th, 2005
It’s surprising to me that the United Nations, in all their conflicts with waring nations and nuclear rebels, they haven’t looked into warm nuts as a possible solution.
Sure, you’ve read the above paragraph over and over a few times and asked yourself very honestly, "I’m not sure I’m buying Pauly’s belief that warm nuts could save the World." Well, pull up a chair and I’ll let you in on a little secret to which I became acquainted yesterday while traveling cross country on a 747 airplane.
Warm nuts are awesome.
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December 10th, 2004
This week’s “Words For Your Enjoyment” comes from good WFME friend Andrea who suggests, “Why don’t you talk about axis of evil countries as new vacation spots?”
Really, Andrea — that is an insane thought process you’ve got going there.
But it’s true if you really sit down and think about it. People are always looking for that “next great extreme vacation trip.” People who have already gone bungee jumping and pushed themselves and their friends out of planes. People who have gone on safaris where they have almost been eaten by lions and really-angry elephants (who, just so you know, are one of the angriest animals around simply because they lose their teeth at such an early age). People who have visited the back alleyways of Kosovo and who have traversed the most-dangerous streets of France.
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November 10th, 2004
An amusing site for those currently depressed about the state of the country.
For those not depressed, you’ll probably enjoy going here.
Disclaimer: WFME is not a political website, nor do we know absolutely anything about politics, politicians, political stuff and other policies related to some kind of politics.
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November 2nd, 2004
I turned off the ignition.
Looking into the rear view mirror, I winced. The pain was more than I could handle. The number two pencil, which had pierced my chest, came inches from doing me in. Why I had taken the sharpened staff of death with me was anyone’s guess, except for Tawney. She didn’t want to have anything to do with me. I remembered the conversation like it had happened yesterday (although it had happened mere minutes prior…)
Tawney: You can’t be serious, Brock.
Me (Brock): Oh, but I am.
Tawney: You don’t know who you’ll run into. What if you run into-
I stopped her, placing my fist over her mouth in a symbolic gesture of good faith and pure threatening force.
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July 28th, 2004
Aaah, politics.
Sometimes people are talking about Bush or Kerry or backstabbing or political commercials or the fact that the Democrats and Republicans are fighting it out through their extremely expensive, dirty commercials and propaganda, and I just happen to be sitting near the group of politically-charged minded people.
I say, “Aaah, politics.”
It seems to communicate something to them. Something that causes me to not have to state my allegiances to whichever party, or explain my thoughts or beliefs. It must, as far as I can figure, communicate to them that yes, I sure do agree with all these thoughts they’re currently spouting and that, oh boy, this whole political animal is one huge chip on the virtual shoulder of America. That usually gets me out of having to put myself in a position where people realize that, honestly, I have no idea what they’re talking about, and if they got me talking, would have no idea what I’m talking about.
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