Discussion in 'The Thunderdome' started by IP, Mar 24, 2016.
Getting out my pitchfork.
Lead actress has made me laugh more than Dan Akroyd
Check Your Head and Pauls Boutique played at our little woodmeade parties while in school. Really good albums.
We already know you’re scared of women.
When there's something strange
in the neighborhood
He ain't gonna call
Also, you haven’t done the proper bloodwork to confirm he has no Jewish ancestry.
“Hey what does this oven smell like?” is a game no one wants to play at Uni’s house
Paul's Botique is the album you're supposed to have as your favorite if you are a "true" Beastie aficionado, but mine is still Check Your Head.
Second only to "Hey, who wants to see my remodeled shower?"
Scratch you off the wedding invite list
Paul Revere. Done
I wouldn’t do that yet. He might need to draw you a map for your wedding night
I majored in [unt cay]ography
Pretty sure I still know all the lyrics.
Was at Hatteras one summer when a buddy brought his new wife & sister in law down. They stayed in a seperate house, but they showed up to fish on the beach with us one day. The wife was wearing a bikini. Swear to my name, I've never seen a thicker Ho Chi Mihn Trail from a belly button to the top of a pair of bikini bottoms in my life. I fought the instinct to start trying to pick hairs out of my mouth just looking at it. It was like a braille map to the promised land. Was really gross.
True story. Volguy can vouch.
That's, well, that's... something alright.
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