My car must go. If it stops going, I’ll have a hard time getting to work.
Those low-slung skirts with the wide ruffles that all the sorority girls are wearing with the little shirts that don’t cover your belly so that their guts hang over the waist band and we all get to look at their babyfat?
Yeah.
Either the skirts or the shirts or the guts must go.
Don’t get me wrong; I have a gut. But I cover the damn thing up. I wear shirts that actually come down and cover it up. How hard is that?
But while we’re at it? My gut could go, too.
Ahem. People who don’t read the entire OP must go.
From the OP:
So now I get to ask, where have you been?
Oh, you mean the lampshades. Yeah, those must go.
Speed racer must go!
The kind of slang where you tizzle like thizzle must gizzle! (Fo shizzle.)
enzite bob must go.
Mullets on women must go.
I thought that these had already gone, but an unfortunate trip to the food court at the mall proved me wrong. The hair was equal parts mullet, feathered, and badly streaked. Good God, yall! :eek:
These foot calluses must go.
My roommate with the loud friends who only come talk to her at four in the morning must go.
My other roommate’s SO drama must go.
These weird sleeping habits of mine must go.
George W. Bush and Co. must go.
Carrot Top must go. (I thought he was very funny…15 years ago.)
Jared (from the Subway commercials) must go.
Pisswater American beers must go.
Reality TV must go.
Agreed – “professional” wrestling must go.
Girls’ shorts and sweatpants with words written across the ass must go.
Gangsta rap must go. As does the “Thug4Life” mentality.
Parents who give their middle school children cell phones must go. They can use a payphone like the rest of us did.
As a matter of fact, cell phones in general must go.
Kobe Bryant’s accuser must go. She’s the biggest slut in basketball since Wilt Chamberlain. I don’t care if Kobe’s innocent or guilty anymore. She’s a money-grubbing media attention whore that needs to be tied to a chair and beaten with hammers. Christ, girl! Close your damn legs once in a while!
Apologies if I repeated any.
I was going to make a list of things that must go, when I realized I must go…
Casual or cafe style restaurants that keep all the paper napkins behind the counter must go. It’s very aggravating when they stingily allot you one or two napkins when they give you your food, and then you spill salad dressing, or your sandwich drips all over your hands. Then you have to go back and interrupt the counter help for more napkins.
I couldn’t help it in '01 Series. Do you think I was going to root for the Sidewinders, a team that needs a whole state to define it, and plays in a stadium named for, and built by, a predatory lender bank?
Along similar lines, red and yellow tape to imitate missing tail lights must go. Do you really think that’s going to fool anyone?
I must go for giving a reply nearly identical to someone else’s, thus making it obvious that I didn’t read the entire thread. 
I know a lot of people were rallying around the Yankees in '01, particularly because of the 9/11 tragedy. And God knows I’m no fan of either the Diamondbacks (who can’t buy a win this year) or Bank One.
But, that said…rooting for the Yankees?!? :eek:
Come on, man. That’s like rooting for the House in Blackjack.
Except in the '01 series, sad to say.
Never hearing another MasterCard commercial… priceless. They must go.
snort (even though we don’t get that over here just yet)
Kids from [insert middle-class English suburb] who talk and act like they’re living in [insert edgy inner-city American district] must go!
Beards without mustaches must go. Especially the ones that look like they’ve been growing for two years and untouched by a comb in all that time.
The green chicken in the back corner of my fridge must go.
My cube-neighbor that slurps coffee must go.
My neighbor’s dog’s fleas must go.
Self-aggrandizing millionaires who aren’t getting enough fawning from their paid sycophants and feel they need their own reality show to fill their infantile need to be the center of attention… Must Go. Please.