Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.


Most users will now confirm that the light on their monitor is on.BoringSupreez wrote: My advice is to make sure the computer is actually on.


prfsnl_gmr wrote:There is nothing feigned about it. What I wrote is a display of actual moral superiority.
Hobie-wan wrote:Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
Can't sleep, Mario will eat me.
The picture on the bottom actually perfectly illustrates what will happen.Luke wrote:^ There is no step of getting drunk in this.
But I am sure if you eat a bowl of these you will at least throw up.
In the current generation's defense, back in the 50's, parents were upset that their kids were listening to the Beatles or that "gyrating horny bum" instead of classics like Tony Bennett or the Bluegrass Boys.BoringSupreez wrote:
Right, but the listening isn't the question. More of not even knowing who highly influential musicians from the recent past are. I don't listen to Frank Sinatra, but if you say even Old Blue Eyes, The Chairman of the Board, or The Rat Pack I'll remember after a moment instead of staring blankly and asking if it is a food place across town or something.pakopako wrote:In the current generation's defense, back in the 50's, parents were upset that their kids were listening to the Beatles or that "gyrating horny bum" instead of classics like Tony Bennett or the Bluegrass Boys.

final fight cd wrote: moral of story: when in a shady part of town, don't ask random thugs where the sega is at.