I haven't taken a shower since I've been home and...uh....Houston, we have a problem.
I went to take my ceremonial "I'm home from work" piss, and much to my chagrin, it smelled as if Emeril was having a BBQ in my jockeys. I'm serious...burnt fucking hamburgers. You Vegetarian fags will keep your lips away from my dick now I'll bet.
I'm a big broker now dude. All I do is fucking WORK WORK WORK and WORK some more. Driving me fucking nuts dude. Anyway, when the hell are we playing with you dudelets again?
err... same reason i have the little instruction sheet that comes in a box of condoms on my fridge i guess... makes for good conversation when you have a few people standing around in your kitchen drinking