…if you show me dat pair.
Life, or something…
… like Monopoly would be a suitable Xmas present for an 8 year old.
Don’t worry, his bark is worse …
than his dogs’ - so ignore him and talk to the dog!
Too many cooks …
Is much better than his STDs. The dude just won’t believe that bleach won’t get that shit gone.
Step on a crack and…
SIMULPOST!! 
…are friggin’ annoying. One says it’s half cup, the other wants more cream added and the last one is complaining that the oven isn’t hot enough. Shouldn’t we get some more supervisors in here to correct this??
You had me at…
the earth will swallow you up.
Sugar and spice and all things nice …
… sure doesn’t describe most of the catty, petty, manipulative women I know. Yeah mom, I’m talking to you too. That saying must only apply to birthday cakes or something.
I don’t wanna add in other new ones yet, so I’ll just repeat this one:
You had me at…
(And hope the damn thing doesn’t post twice again -and- there isn’t any typos, like the first one.) ::: sigh :::
the party, but you wouldn’t share your drink ;-(
Slugs and snails and puppy dogs tails …
Oh ye of little faith. Of course I would have, all you had to do was ask and then bat those eyelashes. 
…is supposedly what Jeffrey Dahmer started his career out on. Ewww!
That’s a permanent solution…
…and that’s the neutralizer, and this is a conditioner, to keep your hair from drying out.
When a man with a pistol and a man with a rifle meet…
They exchange stories about this one time when Charlton Heston was at military camp and got into a fight with Michael Moore about where to “store” their “weapons.”
Play it again…
…and I’ll take your damned Outkast CD, turn it sideways, and shove it where the sun don’t shine. I freaking hate “Hey Ya”. Seriously, guys at work, quit playing it.
Shout, shout, let it all out. These are the things…
Notes on Game & Post-Count Party Threads.
Cajun Man
for the SDMB