|Bort - 2016-05-23 |
Five for Sodium.
|TeenerTot - 2016-05-23 |
Trivia: "Horror of Party Beach" is an atomic-age zombie film, down to the "zombies" being destroyed by salt (well, sodium). Eulabelle plays the role of the voodoo priestess who knows how to defeat the "zombies", and what is it we see in just about the final shot of the movie? That's not an Eric Roberts voodoo doll, it's a voodoo doll of Tina, the first victim of the "zombies". Elaine messed with voodoo, she got Tina killed (plus countless innocent bystanders), and still she got Hank in the end.
|Cena_mark - 2016-05-23 |
Surpassed my expectations.
I had a dream last night that I was a member of a hockey team comprised mainly of PoeTV regulars. You invited me to come stay with you a few days in New Jersey to save money on (and thus afford) going to a championship happening there.
I thought you were super annoying, and nobody was really getting along very well. Some members even joined the rival (and favored to win) team. Finally someone gave a rousing speech (I think it was iz but I'm not sure) that made us all appreciate each other more, resulting in our team barely losing the big game. It was far better than we were expected to do, and everyone seemed pretty happy with that. Everybody also liked each other a lot more and we all felt a greater bond, having been through the whole ordeal together.
I think I really need to get out more.
>>I think I really need to get out more.
I wouldn't bother. I've been trying to get out more (in order to combat my gal pal anxieties) and it's not helping at all. In fact, I'm out *right now*, and between the Yalees and the road ragers and the shit weather, it's becoming increasingly clear that I should have stayed home.
Think of your hockey game as a metaphor for going outside. Sure, you can make a big effort to overcome your fears, get out there, and do it, but in the end you're still going to lose the game.
You're glossing over a critical fact, Nappy. Which one of us had the best hockey hair? Please list the ranking, inquiring minds want to know!
No, that really happ.... eh, what a weird dream!
Sorry to disappoint Oscar, but you know how dreams are. It was an 80's disney movie interpretation of hockey so nobody really had any memorable hockey hair.
We were all 23-ish, Cena lived in his mom's basement, and a major point of contention was an attempted D&D campaign that devolved into angry bickering and shouting.
I think we did pretty good for a team that had 27 equipment managers.
We are a society of bouncers and 1 Coast Guard SEAL. We're not equipment managers.
I used to play hockey in New Jersey
|il fiore bel - 2016-05-23 |
Best smoke bomb ever.
|Ugh - 2016-05-23 |
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