I really need to go to the bathroom.
You young folks today don’t know what boring is. Why, back in the summer of 1925 I had the most amazingly boring experience…
It’s raining,
It’s pouring,
My love life is boring me to tears…
I’m wearing red, black and green plaid boxers.
I’m an expert on shrimp. There’s a lot of ways you can serve shrimp. There’s fried shrimp, boiled shrimp, shrimp gumbo, shrimp salad, shrimp and corn, shrimp etoufee’, shrimp cocktail. . .
It’s not raining.
I’ve waited all day to be able to come and check just this thread. And it had been the highlight of my day. Enough said?
Okay, I’ll keep that in mind. 
Yes… and is it just me, or is the grass incrementally higher than when we last checked this morning? 
Go to Useless Knowledge.
I can fly from Abbotsford, BC to Edmonton, AB, for $69.00 on Fridays. But I don’t have $69.00. I have 69 cents, though. I can’t even buy a pop with that.
I like cheese.
Zil
It’s raining and I am bored. Why can’t they give me work to do other then staring at blank screen ?
Oh look at that… I’ve run out of milk.
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That gave me a warm fuzzy feeling since I created this thread. I feel loved and accepted.
By the way, oh dammit I forgot.
And 5 pounds of force to pull off someones ear.
Hay!**Flamsterette_X ** how’s that pot doing?
I got a RISK game here…Monopoly?..Yatzee?..
Hey! Just because I happen to live in the place where “BC bud” is known and appreciated for its, er, good qualities does not mean that I smoke pot, all right?
Nah, how about a little Scrabble or Balderdash?
Soooooo. Uh huh. Yah.