permanently scatterbrained: the ultimate duet song for these two: "Don't You Want Me, Baby" by Human League
permanently scatterbrained: caught in the act with Grant's wife
permanently scatterbrained: celebrating V-J Day
permanently scatterbrained: discussing Wittgenstein
permanently scatterbrained: I'M JULIE I'M JULIE I'M JULIE
permanently scatterbrained: "Hey, I'm only bein' real."
permanently scatterbrained: "So the Jewish Guy tells the Catholic, 'That's what she said!'"
permanently scatterbrained: john elway totally hitting on my friend's wife
permanently scatterbrained: discussing the game plan
permanently scatterbrained: "Aand shoow I shaaid too da guy - Ay buddy, FUCKYOU! Dat'smywife and getyour own goddamnwoman."
permanently scatterbrained: ["hmm...should I sing 'Rock Lobster' by the B-52's, or should I sing 'Symphony of Destruction' by Megadeth?"]
permanently scatterbrained: "Hey fun boy! Get a room!"
permanently scatterbrained: we rock harder than you.
permanently scatterbrained: i want to sing maybe some patsy cline, he wants to sing Korn. this is going to be a tough compromise.
permanently scatterbrained: "I'm telling you, Keith. The Earth is spinning that way, towards Suber Sub, and it's doing that for a reason."
permanently scatterbrained: new myspace picture for francis
permanently scatterbrained: the two hottest asians in wicker park
permanently scatterbrained: i don't know why this is on my camera, but it is.
permanently scatterbrained: "Look, Eric, this is what I think: I think that I'm going to leave this bullshit all behind and just go work on a farm in Montana somewhere."
permanently scatterbrained: The backs of the heads of two advertising giants.
permanently scatterbrained: a weird glowing phallic object appearing right next to Francis' face.
permanently scatterbrained: Pless and hubbie, not Plessy Vs. Ferguson
permanently scatterbrained: E-Dogg's Friends
permanently scatterbrained: me hustling the masses
permanently scatterbrained: behind the 1-Ball.
permanently scatterbrained: "And I think to myself...What a wonderful world..."
permanently scatterbrained: "I melt the microphones instead of cones of ice cream."