Sophren: why are you going up (to New York)?
Alan: job interview
Alan: they want “superstar” programmers
Alan: im nowhere close
Alan: im like subpar
Sophren: superstar? sounds like you should bust in the office like american idol
Sophren: instantly hired!
nukeade: HAHAHAHHA “what a nose job feels like”? I’ve heard about boobjobs, and handjobs, and blowjobs, and footjobs… but a nose job? That sounds nasty.
nukeade: I want to fuck a girl in the nose now.
nukeade: Double penetration!!!
Ian: What happened to the whale?
Dan: Oh, it exploded some more, so I threw it away.
Tim: I don’t know the context behind that, and I don’t think I want to know…
Alan: Blah. Ablah. Blah.
Greg: Grrrrrrah. Agrrrrrrah. Grrrrrrah.
Tim: I don’t even know what that is.
Greg: Linguistics for tigers.
Ian: You should have a not very happy hour. You go in and everyone is frowning.
Alan: You should stop drinking milk. You’re killing cows. Where do you think milk comes from? It’s the blood of cows that have died for YOU.
Tim: Does that mean it’s full of he-moo-globin?
Alan: salad, turkey/veggie burgers, blackberries
Alan: om nom nom nom
Zeke: you always IM me when I’m getting hungry
Alan: go eat
Zeke: since you haven’t IMed in a couple of days
Zeke: I’m almost dead now
matts0226: OMG SPERMS ALL OVER MY FACE I CAN FEEL THEIR LITTLE TAILS
Keith: My brain is egged. Scrambled.
Tim: Do you need more table real estate for that plate?
Keith: I should go into fake estate.