Not Interesting

A collection of thoughts and facts that are not interesting. Exclamation points are not allowed.

August 30, 2002

Because everyone should have penguins in their bathtubs.

Posted at 3:33 AM, by Imelda.

Mom, you know you will always be SuperDudess to me.

Posted at 12:04 AM, by werenotdeep.

August 29, 2002

This day will be the chapter of my life known as "The 99 Cent Store Incident".

Posted at 11:58 PM, by werenotdeep.

I hate it when people come up to me and say "What are you, some retarded bell boy or something?"

Posted at 10:09 PM, by Frank.

I liked that one line in the movie near the scene with the brain goo.

Posted at 9:52 PM, by Joe.

I think it's time for the naughty things to happen again.

Posted at 4:38 PM, by werenotdeep.

August 28, 2002

Was he tired, or did he really want to be King Blear?

Posted at 10:51 PM, by emily oi!.

I need more arch support than you can give me, honey.

Posted at 10:49 PM, by emily oi!.

Oh baby, you know daddy loves it when you do that. Please stop it.

Posted at 7:13 PM, by werenotdeep.

Answer another question with another question again.

Posted at 7:05 PM, by werenotdeep.


Posted at 10:06 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

Oh yeah.

Posted at 10:06 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.


Posted at 10:06 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

Oh god.

Posted at 10:06 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.


Posted at 10:06 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.


Posted at 10:05 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

August 27, 2002

You can act like it makes you angry on the tape, because nobody will be able to see what you're doing. If they could, though, they'd know you were a lunatic, but we just want something funny on the tape, we don't care.

Posted at 8:17 PM, by werenotdeep.

These are the guys who keep dropping the pens on the thing.

Posted at 8:17 PM, by werenotdeep.

I mean, come on, how many apostrophes do you need, man?

Posted at 5:46 PM, by Joe.

The innocent are wimps.

Posted at 9:07 AM, by Ozzyopolis.

August 26, 2002

The sky is up.

Posted at 4:14 PM, by Imelda.

August 25, 2002

Foundations of fudge make for good eating, but poor building.

Posted at 9:19 PM, by emily oi!.

August 24, 2002

Being the Casino Kid can be quite stressful at times.

Posted at 9:04 PM, by Joe.

I don't know why I went on that bus. But I'll never regret it. Because it was faster than walking and less expensive than a taxi.

Posted at 8:56 PM, by Joe.

August 23, 2002

He reminds me of Bill Cosby every time he says "Smobke".

Posted at 11:52 PM, by werenotdeep.

Don't you worry my little one. Soon, things will be dope once again. Because Jesus is watching and he loves you. That motherfucker's tight like that. Shit.

Posted at 10:37 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

Sometimes I forget.

Posted at 4:43 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

I must stop picking at my toe nails. It becomes very painful.

Posted at 3:45 PM, by Joe.

My foot hurts.

Posted at 10:31 AM, by emily oi!.

August 21, 2002

I miss Eric. He deserves a Whopper.

Posted at 10:39 PM, by emily oi!.

August 20, 2002

My cell phone keeps cutting off. I think I'm gonna just smash it on the ground. But first I'll take out the batteries. I can use those later.

Posted at 9:33 PM, by Frank.

He was a fine, legendary upright ass of a man.

Posted at 8:57 PM, by werenotdeep.

Okay, so which one of you guys used to live in Vicksmond Hall? Come on, I heard somebody's ankles creak only the way somebody's would who slept on a bunk in the barracks of Vicksmond Hall.

Posted at 8:57 PM, by werenotdeep.

August 19, 2002

so... Christ returned, eh?

Posted at 10:33 PM, by emily oi!.

Two outta three ain't bad.

Posted at 4:23 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

There's something so magical about a motel room in the early early morning. Especially when you find pills in it.

Posted at 1:18 AM, by Joe.

If you have to tell someone that their relative/loved one has had a heart-attack; and they ask you "Are you serious?", don't say "As serious as a heart attack." Or on second thought, you should. It's just such a funny line.

Posted at 12:12 AM, by Joe.

August 18, 2002

Anyone have tin foil around? I'm making a satellite for my space friends.

Posted at 11:13 PM, by Imelda.

I cleaned.

Posted at 9:24 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

August 16, 2002

"Yes I do" That's what you'll say when they ask you if you beleive in miracles, after having read the story of these atheletes. Mere boys, really.

Posted at 10:53 PM, by werenotdeep.

That's it. No one do the robot for the next 20 minutes.

Posted at 1:17 PM, by Joe.

August 15, 2002

You sure lick that part an awful lot, grandma.

Posted at 11:27 PM, by werenotdeep.

One hundred and eighty-seven central american candles exclaim, "Parafin!"

Posted at 11:09 PM, by emily oi!.

Bed, bathroom, not necessarily in that order.

Posted at 11:09 PM, by emily oi!.

Sure, it's spelled Joe, but the e is silent.

Posted at 1:15 PM, by Joe.

August 14, 2002

Black bean soup reminds me of home. But she reminds me of kaopectate.

Posted at 1:37 PM, by emily oi!.

August 13, 2002

My friend says to me "Don't you hate it when you're reading a girl's t-shirt, and she thinks you're staring at her tits?" I say "I hate it when I'm staring at a girl's tits, and she think's I'm reading her shirt."

Posted at 11:49 AM, by Frank.

August 12, 2002

Eric likes drugs. I say; "Hey Eric, your tank is on E." Eric says; "You got any?"

Posted at 1:38 PM, by Joe.

His name was Kevin David, but in Spanish it was Kevin David.

Posted at 1:31 AM, by emily oi!.

August 11, 2002

This has been a Mark VII production.

Posted at 9:45 PM, by werenotdeep.

It is unusual for it to be this hot here, even in the summer, but this car has been sitting in the sun so long, I can use my seat belt as a branding iron. Hey, Brian, stick out your hand. Heh heh.

Posted at 5:42 PM, by werenotdeep.

Rock 'n' roll was before Jesus' time.

Posted at 1:42 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

August 10, 2002

I hate when I sit on my porch and watch hard guys roll by in their big cars. I wish I just had some rocks to throw at them. "Go ahead and stare at me some more buddy." BAM.

Posted at 4:07 PM, by Frank.

August 09, 2002

I swear I saw the penguins laugh at me.

Posted at 11:52 PM, by Imelda.

What's that; your hosey beef?

Posted at 10:15 PM, by werenotdeep.

All I want to know is why you will not stop doing that, so don't give me that "ours is not to wonder why" crap, mister.

Posted at 10:15 PM, by werenotdeep.

What's your beef hosey?

Posted at 12:55 PM, by Joe.

August 08, 2002

Well kids, that was Brandsen. I hope you're happy now.

Posted at 11:15 PM, by werenotdeep.

The snowflakes taste like fish sticks. Yum.

Posted at 8:24 PM, by Imelda.

It's anything but good.

Posted at 8:23 PM, by Imelda.

The letter E makes the world beautiful.

Posted at 12:32 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

August 07, 2002


Posted at 9:31 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

August 06, 2002

Someone's been baking beans around here.

Posted at 10:07 PM, by Imelda.

"the felopian tubes are elbows, and all elbows have pubes, all pubes are members of the aborigine." EAT UP, PUBES. see johny..

Posted at 2:48 PM, by Frank.

Johny said to delyla, "hey delyla why did you do it?" and she replied...

Posted at 2:41 PM, by Frank.

we are?

Posted at 2:40 PM, by Frank.

Then god is seven.

Posted at 8:03 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

August 05, 2002

I think it's pretty safe to assume that that would rock.

Posted at 6:05 PM, by Joe.

There are 7 rules.

Posted at 1:40 PM, by Imelda.

August 03, 2002

One of the keys to understanding infinity is: The only thing larger than infinity; is infinity plus one.

Posted at 3:17 PM, by Joe.

I sure would like that nine thousand one hundred and twenty six dollars, I would.

Posted at 12:06 PM, by werenotdeep.

August 02, 2002

There's no more pennies to throw at Benny.

Posted at 3:10 PM, by Joe.

All the pretty girls love me and all the ugly girls want to be me.

Posted at 10:06 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

August 01, 2002

Jesus could beat the crap outta you and me both.

Posted at 4:06 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

These hashbrowns are the "brown on one side, then turn over"-type sideburns. Wait, I just said sideburns, didn't I. I meant hashbrowns. It's funny how I always get them mixed up when I say it out loud.

Posted at 12:21 AM, by werenotdeep.

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