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The Scion is Toyota, so they're not going bankrupt anytime soon!

Good post Scott. Totally true.

I know I posted earlier, but I've been bothered by this all day. Paul and I would PM each other quite often, whether we were talking about life, sports, etc. I knew I could always get a straight and honest answer from him, as he would always have the best intentions. When his wife passed, Paul sent me some wonderful pictures of the two of them. I even showed my fiancee (I always talk to her about TBD), and stated I hope we look like that one day. I never told him, and I'm kicking myself for it. There is a song by the Barenaked Ladies called "War On Drugs". The song is about suicide. To make a long story short, Steve (lead singer) grew up in Toronto, near some huge viaduct. It soon became the suicide capital of the world. Toronto, in their infinite wisdom, spent millions of dollars constructing a giant net to catch people. So, what did people do? Moved on to the next bridge down the road and that became the suicide capital of the world. What's the point? The point is, when someone is depressed, severely upset, or sees no hope, they are willing to do anything to escape the pain. I wish I could have seen something, as we all probably do. In a strange way, I'm happy for Paul, because he is suffering no more. Selfishly though, I miss him, and always will. Here are the lyrics to the song...There is a particulary touching emotional phrase which I've bolded. She likes to sleep with the radio on So she can dream of her favorite song The one that no one has ever sung since she was small She'll never know that she made it up She had a soul and we ate it up Thrown away like a paper cup The music falls The only flaw in her detailed plan Is where she wins back the love of her man Everyone knows that he's never coming back He took her heart and she took his name He couldn't stand taking all the blame He left her only with guilt and shame and then she cracked Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company In the dream I refuse to have She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath We're left to deal with the aftermath again On behalf of humanity I will fight for your sanity How profound such profanity can be Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Near where I live there's a viaduct Where people jump when they're out of luck Raining down on the cars and trucks below They've put a net there to catch their fall Like it'll stop anyone at all What they don't know is when nature calls, you go They say that Jesus and mental health Are just for those who can help themselves But what good is that when you live in hell on earth? From the very fear that makes you want to die Is just the same as what keeps you alive It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs My hands were tied and the phone was bugged Another died and the world just shrugged it off

Oh my God... Oh my God...

Can Fezmid go one Bledsoe thread without replying?

Eh, I've heard that you either love the xB or hate it. I kinda liked it just because it was different.

I drove a 2001 Grand Am GT with 150k miles. A GM with a 150k? You know what that means. I had a cracked head gasket, and the transmission was leaking. I got 1200 for the car and was very happy. I wanted something that would last me forever, so I narrowed my search down to Honda or Toyota. I liked the Civic, Scion xB, and the Fit. I weighed the pros and cons of each, and liked the Fit the best.

Didn't you know? Since I'm apparently "gay", surely I would have my own buttplugs at home already...

No. The 'Canes will win in 6.

Pulled it right from the top of your collection, huh?

Then he's gonna eat me, starting with the as...eh, nevermind.

Haha, slacker. I'm grilling burgers and can post! Thanks Tom-Tom. Knowing you don't like it means I made the right choice! Enjoy the steak!

Oh well, Tommy doesn't like my car. That's like saying Grandpa doesn't like the clothes I'm wearing.

Yeah right... So, what DO you drive Tommy?

Don't feed the monkey. They then follow you around and throw poop.

And what do you drive, Sir Thomas? A Fiat comes to mind...

Since when did "gay" become an insult? If by "gay" you mean fuel efficient, can fit 40.9 cubic feet of stuff, is quick, and looks gay, then fine, it's gay.

I know, right? How old are we Tom, 2?

Did you even read my quote? I think the Sabres getting the crap kicked out of them upset your reading comprehension.

Oh har har. I've had two hot chicks comment and thought it was cool...

Happy Birthday dude! Enjoy!

I know Stone is a jack-ass. This preview didn't even mention his name, and there was no conspiracy angle.

The officers were buried under the rubble, and you could see a faint glimpse of light. I couldn't imagine...