- March 10, 2006: I don't dig on swine
- November 08, 2005: You just lost your brain privileges
- October 31, 2005: I butle, sir
- October 24, 2005: could you describe the ruckus, sir?
- October 14, 2005: she's touring the facility and picking up slack
- September 18, 2005: dude, you got some Arzt on you
- September 13, 2005: I find your lack of faith disturbing
- September 01, 2005: I carried a watermelon
- August 23, 2005: now I'll never be a teen model
- August 07, 2005: there's a sort of greatness to your lateness
- July 27, 2005: smells like barbecued dog hair
- July 06, 2005: we have reached the limits of what anal probing can teach us
- July 05, 2005: put a cork in it, Zane
- June 17, 2005: Joe lies
- June 16, 2005: the heart is an unruly little chihuahua
- June 10, 2005: communism was just a red herring
- May 25, 2005: it's still an emotionally charged towel
- May 02, 2005: when I grow up, I'm going to bovine university
- April 16, 2005: I'm not really a farmer. I'm a freshman.
- April 11, 2005: nature dirty
- April 05, 2005: purple monkey dishwasher
- March 29, 2005: mmm... soylent green
- March 16, 2005: nobody likes a bipolar clown
- March 01, 2005: you think I'm smoky?
- February 16, 2005: naked goes with everything
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