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Thursday, December 26, 2002
 
A lot of you emailed me questions over the Christmas break. Here are the answers:
     1. Because Boston is the worst town ever, a stinking pile of drunken frat boys floating on a sea of vomit and urine and beer and rape juice. California is bad, but oh man Boston is walking death. Instead of applying to college there, why not apply knives to the guts of all the white-hatted Massholes on earth? Ha ha! Coed Naked Frat-Boy Genocide!
     2. Baking soda, not baking powder.
     3. "Being too serious" is only a character flaw if you don't temper it with periods of levity. Stop being a buzzkill or your remaining friends will abandon you. I'm not saying life should be a big party all the time, but pick your battles. For example, I am very serious when I fuck your mother.
     4. Ha ha! I would, but my wrist is really sore!
     5. The head, dammit, the GODDAMN HEAD. A crowbar will work fine, but you might want something with more reach, like a spear or a shovel.
     6. Don't worry, dude. The snow will turn to slush and then a slippery 2-inch blanket of ice, because the collective sins of 8 million New Yorkers burn hotter than the fires of Mount Doom in mid-August.
     7. Check again -- what you call "blood in [your] stool" is probably just external bleeding from hemorrhoids. No problem!
     8. If I tell you that I'm quoting the most prominent psycholinguist in the U.S., don't try to debate his theories like we're arguing over whether a band rocks. I'm not trying to banter here. This isn't up for discussion. I'm not saying that all human languages are based on the same universal grammar -- he is. I believe it, but only because I'VE READ THE DAMN BOOK, so don't be like "German verbs go at the end of a sentence, so there can't be a universal grammar" because: duh! Obviously that's not the level of grammar we're talking about here, so, like, read it, or ask me questions about it, but don't just reject something because it doesn't sound right WITHOUT LISTENING! Glaargle!
     9. No, because if you criticize someone's driving skills while they're behind the wheel, they'll get all tense and start driving even worse. And don't think that you're not being critical just because you haven't said anything, asshole. All that irritating body language (grabbing the dashboard, gasping, stepping on nonexistent passenger-side brakes, or mouthing the words "red light red light red light") is just as stressful. If he really makes you that nervous, eat a Xanax and close your eyes until the ride is over, and then have a discussion when you get to Denny's or whatever, you worthless trash.
     10. On the corner of 42nd street and 11th avenue, past the FedEx depot. Ask for Melody.

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DISALLOWED FOREVER

"I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you!"
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"from whence"
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"...the exception that proves the rule"
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any use of the question "spit or swallow?"
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the phrase "drop trou"
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fake-o reviewer verbs:
"penned" for wrote
"helmed" for directed
"lensed" for whatever
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"expat"
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the euphemism
"passed away"
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pronouncing merci beaucoup as "mercy buckets!"
(see also: "grassy-ass!")



PET PEEVES

"confinscated"
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trying children "as adults"
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"drownded"
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misuse of reflexive pronouns, as when someone says "Please talk to Bob or myself." Come on people now. "Myself" is not just a fancy version of "me"! LEARN IT.
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tattoos in the Courier font
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any use of Comic Sans