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And on the coolness factor, I place you in the 99.99 percentile. Chris You sweet talker!! Thanks Chris! As it takes one to know one, that's a VERY effective compliment!! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

comfortably well-off and retired. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Awesome. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

So, remember that scene in Turner & Hooch, where Turner leaves Hooch alone in his place for the first time? I left the Dude home today. Sean left at 9. I came home at 12 to check. He'd chewed a roll of toilet paper and torn a hole in the bottom of one of Sean's new Homer slippers... That sucks, but not such a big deal. Close the bathroom door: check. Put the slippers where they belong anyway: check. I came home at 5:30 to get ready and run to the gym. At first, everything seemed normal. The Dude was happy to see me, and Daisy barked. But I didn't see her. So, I walked in to find her and saw: The sheer curtain pulled over the top of the crate, with spots on it, the contents of the coffetable top on the floor, light streaming through the blindless window on my left, with, as it turns out, no more window, The blinds next to that window broken, The blinds on the window above the printer broken and chewed, the printer askew and scratched, my dog Daisy shut firmly in the bedroom, and the Dude had a bloody paw. And then the cat escaped through the broken window. Yep, someone's boarding at the vet again tomorrow. Not only that, I need to find him another place to stay by Saturday. Definitely not the most practical idea, rescuing a giant puppy... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

That's it, can I have a small bronze statue of you to have here at work? HA!! Sure dude, no problemo. I just happen to have a couple of extra little models from when they did the life-sized one... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

No, that's called bribery, and I wouldn't do it. What would my culpability be if someone offered me money and suggested I forget something, but then I took the money, and spilled the beans anyway? I mean, if they committed a crime, and I turned them in, it would be like reward money from the criminal!! That should be legal if it isn't. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Damn straight!! Did anyone hear that recent report that analyzed all the different jobs of the "Just Housewives"? They listed out all the skills and responsibilities and figured out what compensation they would command if it were a 'professional' job. No surprise the number was in the $200,000 range... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

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Through the course of my life, I've been academically tested numerous times, as have many of you. According to the results, I am academically superior to ~96% of the tested population, give or take. I'll suppose for the sake of argument that these results are valid enough to say I'm SMARTER than all but 4% of the world. Then I think about some of the dumb shit I do and say and think sometimes. The implications for the rest world are just terrifying. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I run... ...when being chased by knife-wielding psychos and wild packs of family dogs, but other than that, I avoid it like the plague. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Are there puppies in that movie? I hear Anne Hathaway shows hers... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Well then, I stand firmly corrected, and in awe of the level of ignorance it would take to think you can smoke cigarettes AND be healthy. Doesn't compute. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

This is true. This is also true. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Denial, justification... these are but a few of the tools employed by the masses... Like, "But they're FAT FREE!!! I can eat as many as I want!" you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Actually, if you look at it from his point of view, he's probably just saying that because he's proud of himself for doing something - anything - even remotely healthy. I can't imagine him being ignorant of his condition. He's probably quite self-conscious and caught in a trap of unhealthy behavior that feeds on itself. Maybe talk to him about the protein shakes and see where it goes. Who knows? With enough encouragement, he might start taking further steps to being healthy... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Beautifully written, flawlessly executed, and furthermore, I agree. The level of taint in Washington IS hard to clean. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Haha! I saw that the other day! I came home, and my bf said, "You have GOT to see this! I definitely recommend it! you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Aw man!! I SO wanted to spill the beans about y'all's "sexy parties" (it was at a petting zoo last time, right?) you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Supergirl 85% Wonder Woman 85% I like it!! Anyone see my invisible jet? I can't remember where I parked it... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I think they have a cool club name. "Yes, I'm a member of the IlluminAHti. And what do YOU do?" you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

That would be a great mutant power! Imagine fighting a battle, and then, at a critical juncture, all your enemies stop what they're doing and make their "O" faces long enough to restrain them. Then they just fall asleep like little babies... Very practical in so many ways. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Not shocking - he never struck me as especially healthy because he always looked like he was going to pop, like his blood pressure was whacked out. Such a shame. I really hope he went easy. RIP Chris Penn. you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Actually, Sean was cool. He just shook his head at the fact that I managed to bring home an 81 pound puppy. He agreed that Dude's a sweet fella. He was SO tuckered out last night. I can't believe how many lost dog listings are out there... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

Walt, believe me, if I bothered to make a list of those deserving a good swift nutcracking, the list would be miles long, and you'd be very, very close to the bottom. OK, I'm listing the dude all over the place: houstonlostpets, petfinder, fidofinder... any other suggestions? you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?

I'm fairly sure he's lost based on his good condition and his behavior in approaching people. If he was just out for a stroll, I'd like to kick his owner in the nuts - he was right next to a busy, fast, 4-lane one-way street, and he didn't seem to have that street-dog savvy. I didn't want him to get hit. He's at the vet now, getting checked and boarded for the day. I didn't just want to leave him at home... you've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel loquacious?' -- well do you, punk?