It's a plot.

Yeah I know the voices in my head are not real, but man, do they ever come up with some awesome ideas

Film at 11, priceless.

Me thinks Franee is experiencing a west side wetting of the k-cranium. :B

My doctor told me to play 18 holes every day, so I bought a harmonica. According to progressives.com the IRS will fine you for everything you have unless you buy a black helicopter and donate it to the CIA. Plus if you want to avoid an IRS audit, you must buy an additional black helicopter and donate it the the NSA.

World ends tonight at 10...........film at 11.

Relax!!! The PLOT ended on January 1st, 2006. I know that it's hard to believe that it's over but you can read all about it here: www.plot.dk.

Some of you have been breathing way too much cold air & looking at too much snow.

Now me, I got to play 18 holes today so I'm in a relatively safe place.

Ha! So you think! The plots hide in the holes and even when you bonk them with a golf ball they are still there!

Just sit back and relax and listen to Justin Bieber! Canada strikes back!!

I guess this is what one could expect before another big snow storm blows it's way across the country. Everyone is just trying to stay calm and not have their heads explode. Now me, I got to play 18 holes today so I'm in a relatively safe place.

Francesca Knowles wrote:

Old-Biscuit wrote:
skullduggery

Exactly!

There's always skullduggery...that's how you know there's a plot.

Also humbuggery, poltroonery, cabalery, mummery, demagoguery, frippery, and Mayhem.

Whithery shall I wandery seeking an endery to this nincompoopery ?

Such flowereY 19th CenturY proseY!

Alas and AlackY -- perchanceY a TimeY MachineY visitor is FrancescY??