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The nurses were really really unattractive (and mean!). The receptionist was hot though. I remember I kept wanting to leave the spot where the nurses had me and go over to the party area to talk to the receptionist, but I couldn't move with my pants down and everything.

You arrive at your doctor's office. They tell you the doctor isn't in today, so the nurse will do the tests. The nurse tells you your health is too high by one centimeter. She refuses to explain any further. When say you don't understand, she says, "don't you know what a centimeter is?" Then she starts intentionally mumbling nonsense questions. When you say you can't understand, she asks if you've ever been diagnosed with "muted sensibilities." Then, a birthday party for the receptionist breaks out with balloons and confetti and the nurse leaves you standing in the waiting room with your pants around your ankles and needles in your arms. Then, you see your doctor there and he's limping badly. He limps over to you with a drink in his hand, wearing a party hat. You ask him what's wrong with his leg. He says "I can't understand a word you're saying." Then you say, "That's funny--there was a birthday party here the last time I was here also." Then the doctor says he'll have to get back to you about that.

Doesn't matter. Our coaches are so classy, not only would they not run up the score, they prefer not to take advantage of an opponent's weaknesses. That would be poor sportsmanship.

So true! I'm 35 and I still feel like egging those bastards' houses.

I have no problem with it at all. Maybe if it was in Buffalo, that would be a different story. I say the Raider fans that bothered to show up deserved something to keep them excited all the way to the end. If the Bills (and Bills fans) want something to whine about, they should start with the fact that their team only shows up for the first quarter each week.

Sh*t f@*k!!! Monkey f@*k son of a sh*t c*ck ass eating mutherf%#king bullsh*t!!

What the !@#$ is it that happens to this !@#$ team when the !@#$ 1st quarter ends?

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It looks like that one guy paid the price with his fingers.

If you say so... http://www.younghollywoodhof.com/drina/cameron.jpg

Sorry about that.

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I have tremendous respect for this post, for several reasons... 1. Shows faith in JP and the team 2. Excellent use of the courage-enhancing benefits of alcohol 3. Recognizes frivolity of fantasy football

"business ethics" = oxymoron

I really don't have a feel for how this game will go, on either side of the ball. But my heart says Willis gets the run game going early, then JP uses the ol' play action to shred Atlanta's mediocre pass defense. Then we go back to Willis in the fourth to wrap it up. 31-10 Bills. Willis gets 2, JP throws for 2. Lindell gets more points kicking extra points than field goals for a change.

Reminds me of a funny story... The band Sonic Youth, whenever they played in Japan (or anywhere non-English-speaking) would finish the show by saying "Thank you, good night. Punch your balls off." I've always kind of liked that (the phrase, not actually punching my balls off).

I like how the modeling community is all like, "oh my god, we can't condone that sort of behavior, we're shocked," etc... I call shenanigans! The whole freaking industry is built on cocaine!

Yadhtrib Yppah, Nodnarb!

I'm with ya! I've snapped out of my anger-bargaining-depression cycle and now I'm not sure if I'm in denial or what, but I'm ready to kick some ass! 31-10 sounds about right.

I agree. It's the kind of decision that gets made out of FEAR. Fear of liability, fear of getting in trouble, fear of getting sued. The hyper-litigious, bureaucratic aspects of our culture tend to bring out the worst in people. Inevitable result: the little guy gets burned.

Damn straight, sir! Well said.

Of course, we could all guess JP's reaction: "Awesome!"

Mularkey can show up in flip-flops, lime green tube top, eyepatch and a cockring for all I care. We're still doooooooomed.

The day somebody puts a computer chip inside of a football is the day life becomes 100% not worth living.