I think the worst thing that could ever happen to me would be to go to the doctor and find out that I have a tumour the size of a baseball, because I hate baseball.
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It is, in fact, too late to "whip it".
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Does anybody make underwear with an iPhone pocket? I'm, uh, asking for a friend.
OH: "'Strap on' is 'no parts' backwards."
Well, that just happened. #bmo
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At least you could continue hating that game. Whereas if you really loved golf and were told you had a golf ball size tumor, you’d forever associate golf balls with tumors, thereby ruining the game for you.
I think I’ve always been afraid of clowns. I think it has to do with when a clown broke into my childhood home and killed my family.