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Conversation of the day

An excerpt from a conversation I had today where I was asking about a friend's relationship with her boyfriend:

Me: You two married yet?

Her: Not yet.

Me: Just waiting for the right pregnancy, I see.

Me: That romantic moment when you realize you don't have the guts to go through with an abortion.

Pete Sampras applies for a job

Man, I get bored at work sometimes. (Click on the picture to see a bigger version.)

Ricky Martin...gay?

Ricky Martin, seen here sporting a sleeveless, low-cut blouse, leather pants and multiple necklaces, recently announced that he is...gay?



This has got to be a blow to all those ladies out there who used to dream of his tight abs, which can be seen below as Ricky dances with a friend (perhaps celebrating the very essence of manhood?):




But, while I have no qualms with the homosexual community and embrace their quest for equality, who could honestly have predicted that Mr. La Vida Loca himself would turn out to be loco for hombres?



I guess I just don't see it.

An immortal jellyfish is gross forever

Apparently this thing can regenerate it's entire body, going from adult back to polyp and then growing again. This makes jellyfish even grosser than before. Jellyfish are disgusting creatures. They look like barf encased in intestines. I wish jellyfish would go away forever.

Corey Haim found dead

Eh.

My bank gets lonely

The other day Chase sent me a new debit card, which had to be activated before I could use it. I called the activation phone number and it made me enter the 16-digit card number. Then...it was usable. No password...nothing. The sticker on the card said the card wasn't activated before I got it for my protection. Maybe the automated activation voice lady just needed to hear my sweet, sweet voice? Nice going, Chase.