This is the thread where everyone is random.

[daverbee]

Soooo...octopus tacos are out?

[Frieda]

"hello buddy, immigration!"

"uhh.. huhhuhuh.. it has to be on the menu, sir"

"IMMIGRATION! i'm with IMMIGRATION!"

"really? where?"

[Magpie]

My angry-bald-poodle ate valentines chocolates from my science project daughters room (that she left open on the floor) and is now barfing chocolates and wrappers all over the patio (hydrogen peroxide induced) while Miss "I can't watch him I'll GAG Mom!" has been assigned to watch him

[rmr]

i'm sorry to hear about your poodle, but I just bought an ipod today.....i could barf because I'm so happy.........but, I'm not happy about your dog

[Audreyvgs]

Butthead ate a whole valentines box o chocolates, and nothin happened to him! I think his tummy was making those wierd squoosh squeaky noises later, but that was it.

I'd a liked to seen you get the HP in the dog! Who made the bigger mess?

[Undercool]

I was a bucket in a past life...
no kidding...

[Frieda]

so.. who else still watches the fresh prince of bel air and saved by the bell?

[zenbabe]

um..I watched fresh prince yesterday...but that is only because half the channels I get now are either QVC shopping or some evangalist with wacked out hair asking me to send them my money.....

Oh the humanity!

[Frieda]

i KNEW it!!

hahaaaahhhh

and zen you need a satellite dish thingy!!

I did my 1000th post awhile back and didn’t even notice. wadda nerd.

[Frieda]

do you watch the fresh prince, rapscalious one?

I haven’t watched it in years, but I still know the theme song

[Frieda]

now.. this is a story.. all about how.. my life got flipped turned upside down..

YOUR TURN

…and I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there,
tell ya how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air!

In
West Philidelphia, born & raised
in a playground up there I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin relaxin all cool
and all playin some b-ball outside of the school
when a couple of guys, who were up to no good
started makin’ trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight, and my mom got scared!
She Said: “You’re movin’ with your uncle & auntie in Bel-Air”

I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,
the license plate said “fresh,” and there were dice in the mirror.
if anything, I could say this cab was rare,
but I thought, naw forget it, yo home, to Bel-Air!

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabbie, “yo homes, smell ya later”
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
to sit in my throne, as the prince of Bel-Air.

[Frieda]

woo hooo!!