—New team uniform is sweatpants and a ratty old T-shirt. (Mike)
—You Filthy S'more (Brandon)
—"Well, I'll tell you what I always tell Courtney Love..." (Joe)
—The inside of your vagina looks like a geode. (Matt)
—An Arby's with a Taco Bell inside it that has an Arby's in it. (Jameson)
—"Gosh, I remember when your mom tried to abort you!" (Tenessa)
—Remove Cheetos stains from hands, clothing, upholstery, carpet, children, and pets. (Brad)
—Those great Eyes Wide Shut-style parties at Ruth Bader Ginsburg's house. (Mike)
—They don't have a display where you can kiss bricks from the Indianapolis Motor Speedway the way the drivers do, but, for a couple bucks, they'll let you dry hump an old race-used tire. (Brandon)
—Apropos of nothing, the Smoke Monster is gay. (Joe)
—When you ask them if they want to be in one of those old-timey Wild West photos, they always request to be the sad prostitute. (Matt)
—A gallery of the best New Yorker NASCAR covers over the years. (Jameson)
—Now that immigrants aren't welcome in Arizona, BP is happy to offer them dangerous cleanup work. (Tenessa)
—Last Christmas, most Pittsburgh-area children's letters to Santa simply asked for "a quick and painless death that I won't see coming." (Joe)
—The Facts of Life + Hulu + Jergens = Problem solved! (Matt)
—Being cursed with the ability to see exactly one tweet into the future. (Jameson)
—Step One: Get drunk. Step Two: Stay drunk. (Mike)
—The fact that saying "I'm one of the Supremes" works as a pick-up line on both smart law school chicks and really dumb Motown fans. (Brandon)
—Date Grape (Joe)
—"If your poops don't fit into these medical envelopes, you're eating too much Arby's." (Matt)
—A high-pressure nozzle that can get 14 gallons of ranch dressing into a NASCAR fan in under 1.1 seconds. (Jameson)
—Veal Patrick Harris (Tenessa)
—Richard Alpert, who was born in the 18th century and became immortal on the island, reveals that the worst thing he has ever seen in his entire existence was Confessions of a Shopaholic. (Joe)
—"It turns out what we thought was your bellybutton is actually an innie penis, and what we thought was your penis is actually a very large outie vagina." (Matt)
—Being one of the few people in the country whose "Don't Blame Me, I Voted for Al Gore" bumper sticker really meant something. (Jameson)
—Team officials no longer bother to paint over the constant graffiti changing the name of PNC Park into Poops N' Cocks Park. (Brandon)
—Ty "Georgia Peach" Cobbler (not available for purchase by Negroes, Spaniards, or "dandies"). (Matt)
—Windowless basement room with a couple racks of clothing from Sears – you know, something for the ladies. (Tenessa)
—Remember The Crying Game? Yeah; that was nothing. Kate has two penises. (Joe)
—"Daisy Duke" all of the jeans you own and let the compliments melt your summer away. (Matt)
—Area residents petition their cable provider whenever Pirates games aren't blacked out. (Jameson)
—All patrons 21 and over receive a free Dale Earnhardt memorial "That Was the Only Time I Ever Seen My Daddy Cry" foam rubber beer cozy. (Joe)
—Don't Make Me Artichoke a Bitch (Matt)
Baron von Contributors: Tenessa Gemelke, Brad Kruse, Brandon Kruse, Matt Kruse, Joe Mulder, Jameson Simmons, Mike Wagner
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