There must be hidden messages in these reels and believe you me, I shall find them.
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Let's hope this is never in my obituary: "...killed when the beef
jerky factory exploded."
http://tinyurl.com/koytae
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It's catflexing, come to life on the internerd!
http://catworkout.com/
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http://www.defectiveyeti.com/archives/002686.html
I was party to a similar event once in college. No broken doors. I'd imagine most people have similar auditory skirmishes in their past. As I recall, the guy living above my friend thought he was a regular Jimi Hendrix, so we'd turn on some Ministry, crank to 11, and go for a drive.
Then there was the freshman who lived on my hall senior year who loved to bring his stereo into the bathroom and blast Hootie & The Blowfish while he showered. Many a morning was spent resisting the urge to accidentally knock it off the counter on the way out.
If there were lingerers at the end of a shift, the dining hall used to play "Clams" by Harm Farm to get people to leave.
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Someone's got to get all those unpaid planes back to their rightful owners...
http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2009/06/06/lear_jet_repo_man/
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