bloomsburg university.Thump said:Where did you go to college?
You bet your ass you will!
"the bank said that doesnt matter cuz youre a fat dead beat loser."
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bloomsburg university.Thump said:Where did you go to college?
You bet your ass you will!
WTF???BuckeyeNation27 said:bloomsburg university.
my dad's from troy and graduated from OSU in 76. if i wasnt such a slacker my senior year of high school i probly wouldve applied to and gotten in to OSU using my aunt's address to get in-state tution.Thump said:WTF???
Is that right next to Obetz Tech?
How are you such a big Buckeye fan then?
so we're all agreed on the rules then? no blacks.wadc45 said:Angus Griffin is Peter`s great great uncle, a Scot who supposedly invented golf.
When I changed my location from Carroll, Ohio to Quahog, R.I., I had about 5 people pm me or ask me on threads when and why I moved.MistriBuck said:suprised so many people know nothing about it
so wait.....you dont live near petoria?Thump said:When I changed my location from Carroll, Ohio to Quahog, R.I., I had about 5 people pm me or ask me on threads when and why I moved.
Dysfunctional Family Guys
With Family Guy returning to Fox this spring, we asked martini-swilling dog Brian Griffin to quiz his hell-raising half-pint housemate, Stewie, on such topics as who dies first.
Stuff, April 2005
By Stuff Editors
<!--- begin article text -->With Family Guy returning to Fox this spring, we asked martini-swilling dog Brian Griffin to quiz his hell-raising half-pint housemate, Stewie, on such topics as who dies first.
Brian: Well, let’s start close to home. Who’s a better parent: Peter or Lois?
Stewie: Oooh, that’s a tough one. It’s like asking “Who’s better at doing long division: a sea lion or a piece of marzipan?” I’ll go with the marzipan.
Sophie’s choice: Chris or Meg? Who lives?
Another toughie. I guess I would spare Meg, because she’s less likely to procreate. I mean really, can you even imagine a man that desperate? Perhaps a convict who’s been on death row for 50 years and can’t remember what a woman’s supposed to look like. And he’s horribly disfigured. And really, really drunk.
Ouch. Here’s a loaded question: What do you think of the overgrown frat boys who read Stuff?
Thanks for teeing that one up, Rover. Number one: Pull up your damn pants. Nobody wants to see your Calvin Klein boxer briefs or your crack. Number two: So help me God, if I hear any of you say “Wassup!” one more time, I’m going to castrate everyone at Ohio State. And number three: If your beer-stained Nissan Pathfinder has a bumper sticker of Calvin and/or Hobbes urinating on a flower, kill yourself. Seriously, do it or I’ll do it for you.
You’re fond of saying, “I’m a dirty, foul little boy.” Do you mean that in a gay way?
How dare you?! I’m as straight as Tom Cruise, John Travolta and Vin Diesel put together. In a big pile. With no shirts on. And I’m pouring Crisco all over them.
All right, so what’s with the plans for taking over the world?
Well, I’ve always seen it as my destiny to rule over the slobbering masses with an iron fist—and hopefully bang Britney Spears before she gets too heavy.
While we’re on the subject, you can build a mind-control device from scratch, but you still poop in your pants. Care to explain?
The fudge factory is my little f-you to Lois. I think wiping my rosy red ass keeps the bitch in her place.
Fair enough. How’s the teething coming along?
I’ve got pieces of bone slicing their way through my flesh, and Raul, my Vicodin connection, isn’t answering his pager. What the bloody hell do you think?!
OK, here’s a question directly from Stuff: Who would you rather lay across your knee and spank: Paris Hilton or Eliza Dushku?
Oh, Paris Hilton, I suppose. You can’t get VD from spanking someone, right?
I sure hope not. Any thoughts on your career after Family Guy? Politics? Movies? Mascot work?
Very funny, Rex. Actually, I’d quite like to write for one of these macho man magazines. “How to Throw a Bachelor Party.” “How to Dispose of a Stripper’s Body.” “How to Wax Your Camaro with Your Girlfriend’s Ass.” All useful information.
Got it. Well, this has been great. One last question: What’s it like breast-feeding from Lois? Specifically, what does her milk taste like?
Oh, come on! I don’t really have to answer that, do I? I mean, really! Come on! What a bloody pervert! It has a hint of soy.