Aw, c’mon. EVERYBODY has bought some of that stuff at 7-11. Most through it away after the first bite, but everybody’s tried it.
If you haven’t you’re strange and your friends think your MOther dresses you funny.
Well, I was following this thread okay, right up until the part about Alien Fresh Jerky, but then I kind of lost it.
Mmm. Alien Fresh Jerky. For all your jerky needs.
Kn(who has never eaten jerky - alien or otherwise - in all her life)ckers
OK, this is Really Strange.
Crewman Daniels help you with those posts, right?
I take it back, lest he visit my parents when they first meet.
As proof theat I never bought Jerky at a 7-11, I had to post that twice.
Hope you enjoyed it both times.
And my mother DOES dress me funny. She has a thing for plaid skirts.
Fine, fine. No problemo. We’re all fine here, and so is Crewman Daniels.
All fine.
Road. It’s been a long road.
Fun fact: I once rented a DVD of Patch Adams, just to see if they really used that “Faith of the Heart” song during the closing credits. After slogging through, oh, 10 minutes of the movie or so, I jumped to the closing credits, found that they did indeed use that song (with Rod Stewart singing it, no less), listened all the way through the credits, and quit watching, promptly retuning the DVD to my local Blockbuster[TM] the following morning.
Er, returning the DVD, not “retuning” it.
You can’t tune a DVD any more than you can tune a fish.
I think fish and CDs would have resonant frequencies.
Wait, you can’t tune a fish? Well, jeez, what the hell have I been doing all these years?!
Twelve lousy years in Fish Tuner school, to get my doctorate in fish tuning, and all for naught. Here I am, in today’s competetive job market, with all my qualifications and experience, and nobody willing to hire a fish tuner. I wondered why I couldn’t find work. It’s because I have a nonexistant career!
I tell you, it makes me sick.
What?
Oh. Haha, pun. My bad.
This has been Stretching the Premise, with your host, Kn*ckers.
Bah. I’ve been watching Enterprise for like three month now. Cut me some slack. I can still beat your punk ass at TNG and DS9 trivia!
Gah. Months. If I leave that typo there, vivall be on me like white on rice.
Wait… why’m I wanting to correcting it again?
CORRECT IT! GAH!
CPLANT IS INFECTING ME WITH HIS POOR SPELLING SKILLS!
Byzantine.
[Hobbes]
Is that the can opener?
[/Hobbes]
CRAP!!!
Sorry, Aes. The above post was mine, not yours. I mean, some of it was yours. It was inspired by yours. I should have snipped more.
Like I always say, Twila Paris can kick Sandy Patti’s butt any day of the week.
Forgot to add the friggin’ apostrophe. That was supposed to be viva’ll. Anyway, guess what I had for dinner tonight? Yeah, that’s right… more rice. This time with cauliflower and even more water.
I haven’t had a soda in three days. 
Tomorrow’s lesson for my students:
Appropriate Use of the Friggin’ Apostrophe
Where to Insert the Stinkin’ Semicolon
When Not to Use a Damned Comma
Oh, gross…Actually, I like all those foods, but I wouldn’t want to eat ONLY them.