...I'm not doing math this time of night.
oooh, Is it getting hot in herre?
Addy, you're so down with the kids.
With a little bit of uh uh...
I'm like a bird. I'll only fly away.
The scary thing is that I can do math this time of night... Looks as if a negative parabola was created by the simple horizontal motion of the ball without gaining any height. That is, if an equation of c = a (squared) + 2ab - b is used... a being the height is zero. - b equals c...
*head explodes*
Go to bed, Cookie.
Cookie is so much fun at a party...
We all start to dance to Nelly and he does math.
I thought the easier answer was just that I'm worse at math than I am at golf.
I flunked the physics AP test, if that's any indication. But I didn't study at all. I knew it was a lost cause. Our valedictorian studied for days and days, and he flunked too -- just not as badly as me.
I got a friend with a pole in the basement.
Wha?
Just kiddin' like Jason...
Extra, extra, eh, spread the news?
(I love golf)
Seems the crazies were around last night! Did we ever find out if Somms' dog had a name?
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
The strange thing is, I was in bed last night but I think I had a fever dream and this was the result.
Drink the kool-aid, Bway. Just drink the kool-aid.
Addy's pushing Kool-Aid?? *runs away*
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Just for you all, a photo pictorial of the Elphapug's adventures in his very own thread.
The Elphapug was enjoying a very restful sleep last night, dreaming of chasing small children whose pants pockets were laden with bacon and cheese.
Suddenly, a very disturbing dream overtook him, awakening him from his slumber in confusion and, strangely, abject terror.
Not knowing what else to do, the Elphapug attempted to login to Broadwayworld but soon realized he was gnawing on a plastic burger and not Bwaysinger's laptop.
After clearing up the confusion, Bwaysinger got the Elphapug onto Broadwayworld, where he viewed his very first thread. The result of reading the abnormal posts from around midnight last night? The Little poochie attempted to swim the Hudson just to escape.
Thank you all and goodnight.
Elphapug! Come back, come back!
There are cute little white rabbits here!
He was more terrified of BWW than the Hudson.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
So wait - was this bway's dream or Elphapug's?
Or Bobby's?
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you---
Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you.
But in your dreams, whatever they be,
Dream a little dream of me.
JR's brother, you dolt.
Oh, well, that explains it. I only watched Knot's Landing.
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