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When talking to your roommate, alternate the pitch of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Switch the sheets on your beds while s/he is at class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Twitch a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pretend to talk while pretending to be asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy a fish tank. Fill it with beer and dump sardines in it. Talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Become a subgenius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Pretend to type in the middle of the air. Complain about how slow the computer has been recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn to levitate. While your roommate is looking away, float up out of your seat. When s/he turns to look, fall back down and grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Speak in tongues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Move everything to one side of the room. Ask your roommate if he knows how much an elephant weighs, and look at the floor on the empty side of the room with concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Walk and talk backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Spend all your money on Cola. Drink it all. Stack the cans in the middle of your room. Number them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Every time your roommate comes in, immediately turn off the lights and go to bed. When he/she leaves, get up and loudly yell, "Okay, guys, you can come out now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Recite entire movie scripts (e.g. "The Road Warrior," "Repo Man, "Casablanca,") almost inaudibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Carry an unplugged phone around your room pretending to talk to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Carry old orange juice around with you everywhere you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Chain yourself to your roommate's bed. Get him/her to bring you food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Get a computer. Leave it on when you are not using it. Turn it off when you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Ask your roommate if your family can move in "just for a couple of weeks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Move your mouth when you're silent and move your mouth as little as possible when you talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Fake a heart attack. When your roommate gets the paramedics to come, pretend nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Eat only lemons. Every five minutes, offer your roommate a lemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Whenever your roommate turns your way, begin frowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Smile. All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Cover up your mouht before talking to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Write your roommate's name in big print on hundreds of pages of paper. Leave pages all over the room. If she asks about it, say you didn't write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Hide a bunch of potato chips in the bottom of a trash can. When you get hungry, root around in the trash. Find the food, and eat it. If your roommate empties the trash before you get hungry, demand that s/he reimburse you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Leave a declaration of war on your roommate's desk. Include a list of grievances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Apoligze to your roommate. If he asks why, tell him that he should know better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Shoot rubber bands at your roommate while his/her back is turned, and then look away quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Dye all your underwear lime green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Spill a lot of beer on his/her bed. Swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Instead of turning off the light switch, smash the light bulb with a hammer. Put a new bulb in the next day. Complain often about the cost of light bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Hide your underwear and socks in your roommate's closet. Accuse him/her of stealing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. When you walk into the room, look at your roommate in disgust and yell, "Oh, you're here!" Walk away yelling and complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Leave a marble in your roommate's bed every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Whenever your roommate walks in, wait one minute and then stand up. Announce that you are going to take a shower. Do so. Keep this up for three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Array thirteen toothbrushes of different colors on your dresser. Refuse to discuss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Paint your half of the room black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Whenever he/she is about to fall asleep, ask questions that start with "Didja ever wonder why...." Be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Shave one eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Put your mattress underneath your bed. Sleep down under there and pile your dirty clothes on the empty bedframe. If your roommate comments, mutter "Gotta save space," twenty times while twitching violently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. When you walk into the room, look at your roommate in disgust and yell, "Oh, you're here!" Walk away yelling and complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Shelve all your books with the spines facing the wall. Complain loudly that you can never find the book that you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Always flush the toilet three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Leave memos on your roommate's bed that say things like, "I know what you did," and "Don't think you can fool me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Set up about twenty plants in an organized formation. When your roommate walks in, pretend to be in the middle of delivering a speech to the plants. Whisper to them, "We'll continue this later," while eyeing your roommate suspiciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Give him/her an allowance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Leave the room at random, knock on the door, and wait for your roommate to let you back in. If he/she asks about it, go on a tangent about the importance of good manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Open your window shades before you go to sleep each night. Close them as soon as you wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Cry a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Send secret admirer notes on your roommate's Email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Talk to yourself loudly in front of your roommate. After a while, begin discussing your roommate with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Complain of having a terrible virus in your system and cough at your roommate frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Tell your roommate that it's your birthday--every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. If you get in before your roomate, go to sleep in his/her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Take your roommate's pillow and put a water ballon inside of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. As soon as your roommate turns the light off at night, begin singing famous operas as loud as you can. When your roommate turns on the light, look around and pretend to be confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. If your roommate goes away for a weekend, change the locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Tell your roommate that your toe hurts, and that means there's going to be an earthquake soon. While your roommate is out, trash everything on his/her side of the room. When he/she returns, explain that the earthquake hit, but only on one side of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Create an imaginary cat for a pet. Talk to it every night, act like you're holding it, keep a litter box under your desk. After two weeks, say that your cat is missing. Put up signs in your dorm, blame your roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Leave your room and lock the door. Proceed to bang on the door, screaming, "Let me in." Get mad at your roommate for locking you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Follow him/her around on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Sit on the floor and talk to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Whenever the phone rings, get up and answer the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Whenever someone knocks, answer the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Whenever your roommate is walking through the room, bump into him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Stare at your roommate for five minutes out of every hour. Don't say anything, just stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Tell your roommate that someone called and said that it was really important but you can't remember who it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Let mice loose in his/her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Give each of your walls a different name. Whenever you can't answer a problem, ask each of your walls. Write down their responses, then ask your ceiling for the final answer. Complain to your roommate that you don't trust your ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Take your roommate's papers and hand them in as your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Skip to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Talk to your roommate but don't let any sound come out. Get mad at him/her for not listening to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Gather up a garbage bag full of leaves and throw them in a pile in his/her room. Jump in them. Comment about the beautiful foiliage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. When you walk into your room, turn off your lights. Turn them on when you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Whenever you're on the phone and he/she walks in, hang up immediately without saying anything and crawl under your desk. Sit there for two minutes than call whoever it was back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Insist on writing the entire lyrics to American Pie on your ceiling above your bed. Sing them every night before you go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Ask your roommate if Bob, your invisible friend, can stay the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Ask your roommate if s/he can turn down the music. Explain that Bob has a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Constantly slip and fall--on your carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Refuse to communicate in anything but sign language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Invite your roommate to sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Wipe deoderant all over your roommate's walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Leave apple cores on his/her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Let your alarm clock go off and refuse to turn it off. If your roommate commets, pretend not to hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Every time you take a shower, yell audibly, "I'm melting, I'm melting!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. When you leave the room, put on a screensaver that says, "I'm watching you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Every time your roommate walks in yell, "Hooray! You're back!" as loud as you can and dance around the room for five minutes. Afterwards, keep looking at your watch and saying, "Shouldn't you be going somewhere?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Trash the room when your roommate's not around. Then leave and wait for your roommate to come back. When he/she does, walk in and act surprised. Say, "Uh-oh, it looks like, they, were here again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Put your glasses on before you go to bed. Take them off as soon as you wake up. If your roommate asks, explain that they are Magic Dream Glasses. Complain that you've been having terrible nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. "Drink" a raw egg for breakfast every morning. Explain that you are in training. Eat a dozen donuts every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Every Thursday, pack up everything you own and tell your roommate you're going home. Come back in an hour and explain that no one was home. Unpack everything and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Every time you wake up, start yelling, "Where am I?!" and run around the room for a few minutes. Then go back to bed. If your roommate asks, say you don't know what he/she is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Draw a tiny, black spot on your arm. Make it bigger every day. Look at it and say, "It's spreading, it's spreading."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Leave lots of pills in your drawer, and walk around like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Buy a plant. Sleep with it at night. Talk to it. After a few weeks, start to argue with it loudly. Then yell, "I can't live in the same room with you," storm out of the room and slam the door. Get rid of the plant, but keep the pot. Refuse to discuss the plant ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Sleep with a banana (or lemon) and refuse to throw it out even after it rots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Hang up pictures of chickens all over the room. If your roommate eats eggs, yell at him/her and call him/her a cannibal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Buy some knives. Sharpen them every night. While you're doing so, look at your roommate and mutter, "Soon, soon...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Bring in potential "new" roommates from around campus. Give them tours of the room and the building. Have them ask about your roommate in front of him/her, and reply, "Oh, him/her? He/she won't be here much longer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. Pile dirty dishes in your roommate's bed. Insist that you don't know how they got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Collect hundreds of pens and pile them on one side of the room. Keep one pencil on the other side of the room. Laugh at the pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Feign a serious illness for two weeks. Have a priest come to your room and visit you. Write out a will, leaving everything to your roommate. One day, miraculously "recover." Insist that your roommate write out a will, leaving everything to you. Every time he/she coughs, excitedly say, "Oooh, are you dying?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. Watch "Psycho" every day for a month. 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Well, this day was a total waste of makeup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Well, aren't we just a ray of fucking sunshine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. Make yourself at home! Clean my kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Not the brightest crayon in the box now, are we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. A hard-on doesn't count as personal growth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. Don't bother me. I'm living happily ever after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7. Do I look like a fucking people person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 8. This isn't an office. It's Hell with fluorescent lighting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;9. I started out with nothing &amp; still have most of it left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10. I pretend to work. They pretend to pay me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11. I've found Jesus. He was behind the sofa the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;12. You! Off my planet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;13. Therapy is expensive, poppin' bubble wrap is cheap! You choose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;14. Practice random acts of intelligence &amp; senseless acts of self-control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;15. I like cats too. Let's exchange recipes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;16. If I want to hear the pitter-patter of little feet, I'll put shoes on my cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;17. The Bible was written by the same people who said the Earth was flat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;18. Did the aliens forget to remove your anal probe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;19. I wish for a world of peace, harmony, &amp; nakedness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;20. Errors have been made. Others will be blamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;21. Let me show you how the guards used to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;22. And your cry baby whiny-assed opinion would be...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;23. I'm not crazy, I've just been in a very bad mood for 30 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;24. See no evil, hear no evil and date no evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 25. Allow me to introduce my selves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;26. Sarcasm is just one more service we offer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;27. Whisper my favorite words: "I'll buy it for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 28. Better living through denial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;29. Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;30. Suburbia: where they tear out the trees &amp; then name streets after them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;31. Do they ever shut up on your planet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;32. I'm just working here till a good fast-food job opens up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;33. Are those your eyeballs? I found them in my cleavage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;34. I'm not your type. I'm not inflatable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;35. I'm trying to imagine you with a personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;36. A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;37. Stress is when you wake up screaming &amp; you realize you haven't fallen asleep yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;38. Here I am! Now what are your other two wishes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;39. Back off! You're standing in my aura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;40. I can't remember if I'm the good twin or the evil one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;41. Don't worry. I forgot your name, too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;42. One of us is thinking about sex... OK, it's me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;43. How many times do I have to flush before you go away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;44. I have a computer, a vibrator, &amp; pizza delivery. Why should I leave the house? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;45. I just want revenge. Is that so wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;46. It's sick the way you people keep having sex without me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;47. I work 40 hours a week to be this poor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;48. You say I'm a bitch like it's a bad thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;49. Can I trade this job for what's behind door #1? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;50. Okay, okay, I take it back! UnFuck you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;51. Macho Law prohibits me from admitting I'm wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;52. Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;53. Not all men are annoying. Some are dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; 54. Too many freaks, not enough circuses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;55. Just smile and say "Yes, Mistress." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;56. Chaos, panic, &amp; disorder -- my work here is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;57. Mommy, I wanna grow up to be a neurotic bitch just like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;58. A woman's favorite position is CEO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;59. Ambivalent? Well, yes and no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;60. You look like shit. Is that the style now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;61. This is a mean, fucking cruel world &amp; I want my nappy &amp;amp; medication right now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;62. Everyone thinks I'm psychotic, except for my friends deep inside the earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;63. Earth is full. Go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;64. Is it time for your medication or mine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;65. Aw, did I step on your poor little bitty ego? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;66. Did I mention the kick in the groin you'll be receiving if you touch me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;67. I plead contemporary insanity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;68. And which dwarf are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;69. I refuse to star in your psychodrama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;70. I thought I wanted a career, turns out I just wanted pay checks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;71. How do I set a laser printer to stun? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;72. It ain't the size, it's... no, it's the size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;73. I'm not tense, just terribly, terribly alert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;74. I majored in liberal arts. Will that be for here or to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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However, we need to know exactly what you are doing during your unproductive time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Attached below is a sheet specifying a tentative extended job code list based on our observations of employee activities.The list will allow you to specify with a fair amount of precision what you are doing during your unproductive time. Please begin using this job-code list immediately and let us know about any difficulties you encounter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Accounting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Attached: Extended Job-Code List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Code Description&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5316 Useless Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5317 Obstructing Communications at Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5318 Trying to Sound Knowledgeable While in Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5319 Waiting for Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5320 Waiting for Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5321 Waiting for End of Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5322 Vicious Verbal Attacks Directed at Coworker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5323 Vicious Verbal Attacks Directed at Coworker While Coworker is Not Present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5393 Covering for Incompetence of Coworker Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5400 Trying to Explain Concept to Coworker Who is Not Interested in Learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5401 Trying to Explain Concept to Coworker Who is Stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5402 Trying to Explain Concept to Coworker Who Hates You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5481 Buying Snack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5482 Eating Snack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5500 Filling Out Timesheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5501 Inventing Timesheet Entries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5502 Waiting for Something to Happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5503 Scratching Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5504 Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5510 Feeling Bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5511 Feeling Horny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5600 Complaining About Lousy Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5601 Complaining About Low Pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5602 Complaining About Long Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5603 Complaining About Coworker (See Codes #5322 &amp;amp; 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was tagged by &lt;a href="http://unnaked.blogspot.com"&gt;Unnaked&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rules are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;* Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;* People who are tagged need to write posts in their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;* At the end of your post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm a good procastinator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I watch too much movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I spend waaay past my budget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I can't swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I love scary movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I don't like honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I spend too much time on the internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I day dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm tagging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jaybabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nkem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Temmtayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Delilah3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ijeoma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pink Satin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lindaikeji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Queenb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is an actual job application a 17 year old boy submitted at a McDonald's fast-food establishment in Florida... and they hired him because he was so honest and funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NAME: Greg Bulmash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SEX: Not yet. Still waiting for the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DESIRED POSITION: Company's President or Vice President. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. 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After several weeks, he notices that none of the pigs are getting pregnant and calls a vet for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The vet tells the farmer that he should try artificial insemination. The farmer doesn't have the slightest idea what this means but, not wanting to display his ignorance, he only asks the vet how he will know when the pigs are pregnant. The vet tells him that they will stop standing around and will instead, lay down &amp; wallow in the mud when they are pregnant. The farmer hangs up &amp;amp; gives this some thought. He comes to the conclusion that artificial insemination means that he has to impregnate the pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, he loads the pigs into his truck, drives them out into the woods, has sex with them all, brings them back &amp; goes to bed. Next morning, he wakes &amp;amp; looks out at the pigs. Seeing that they are all still standing around, he concludes that the first try didn't take, and loads them in the truck again. He drives them out to the woods, bangs each pig twice for good measure, brings them back and goes to bed. Next morning, he wakes to find the pigs still just standing around. One more try, he tells himself, and proceeds to load them up &amp; drives them out to the woods. He spends all day shagging the pigs and, upon returning home, falls listlessly into bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The next morning, he cannot even raise himself from the bed to look at the pigs. He asks his wife to look out and tell him if the pigs are laying in the mud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'No,' she says, 'they're all in the truck and one of them is honking the horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It was revoked when I got my 5th DWI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Officer: May I see the registration for this vehicle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: It's not my car. I stole it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Officer: The car is stolen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: That's right. But come to think of it, I think I saw the registration in the glove box when I was putting my gun in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Officer: There's a gun in the glove box?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: Yes sir. That's where I put it after I shot and killed the woman who owns this car and stuffed her in the trunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Officer: There's a BODY in the TRUNK?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: Yes, sir.Hearing this, the officer immediately called his Captain. The car was quickly surrounded by police, and the Captain approached the driver to handle the tense situation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Captain: Sir, can I see your license?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: Sure. Here it is. It was valid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Captain: Whose car is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: It's mine, officer. Here's the registration. The driver owned the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Captain: Could you slowly open your glove box so I can see if there's a gun in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: Yes, sir, but there's no gun in it. Sure enough, there was nothing in the glove box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Captain: Would you mind opening your trunk? I was told you said there's a body in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: No problem. Trunk is opened; no body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Captain: I don't understand it. The officer who stopped you said you told him you didn't have a license, stole the car, had a gun in the glovebox, and that there was a dead body in the trunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driver: Yeah, I'll bet the lying s.o.b. told you I was speeding, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I thought I was sentenced to forty-five days. I'm being prostituted just for being famous, aren't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: No, darling. A month and a half is the same as forty-five days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: It is? How do you figure that? I never did get that metric stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: Trust me. Now about the orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: What orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: The orange jumpsuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: What jumpsuit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: The one you have to wear all the time in jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: All the time? I never wear the same thing more than twice. How do they expect me to live like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: It's jail, darling. Not Club Ivy. You have to wear what they give you, and what they give you is an orange jumpsuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: You mean I don't get to take my own clothes? I was going to go shopping for some new summer things to take to, you know, wherever it is I'm going. Some nice two-piece outfits and three or four dozen summer dresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: Save your money, honey. The clothes are on the Hotel California.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: Oh. Bummer. I do look hot in orange though. I have a lot of orange in my closets. Bikinis, thongs, blouses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: Are you worried about the way you'll be treated by the other inmates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: What are inmates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: The other people in jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: Oh no. I'm sure we'll all get along just fine. They can help me decorate my room. We can have sleepovers at night, and during the day we can go shopping online and get high colonics and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: Paris, I don't know how to break this to you, but jail doesn't provide high colonics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: They don't? How do they stay healthy? What if I get a note from my doctor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: No dice, sister. The only high colonic you might get will be from some diesel dyke wielding a bottle of Poland Springs water. I'd forget about having my own room, too, if I were you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: I won't have my own room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: No. You'll have to share a cell with another woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: A cell phone? What other woman? My cell phone got hacked once, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: A cell is a small enclosure about ten by twelve feet. That's where you live when you're not scrubbing dishes or mopping floors. The other woman is a person who has also been put in jail for breaking the law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: Oh. Ten by twelve isn't very big. My sunglasses closets are bigger than that. Can't I pay for an upgrade or something? Hospitals have private rooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: Afraid not, sweetpea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: Do I get to pick my roommate at least?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: (growing irritated) Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: But what if I get somebody, you know, really gross, like that trailer-trash Britney Spears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: You want to be careful about using terms like "trailer trash" in prison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: Why? Are there, like, lots of poor people or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: More than you can shake a stick at—or that will be shaking sticks at you. There are also lots of people of color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: That's OK. I get along well with all my maids and servants, and most of them are colored people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: (exasperatedly) It's people of color, Paris, not colored people. You want to get that straight. It's important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PH: Oh damn. That's a lot to have to learn just because nobody told me I couldn't drive with a suspended license. What am I gonna do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BS: I'd suggest prayer, honey. Lots of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Take shopping carts for the express purpose of filling them and stranding them at  strategic locations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. Ride those little electronic cars at the front of the store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3. Set all the alarm clocks to go off at ten minute intervals throughout the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Run up to an employee (preferably a male) while squeezing your legs together and  practically yell at him " I need some tampons!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5. Try on bras over top of your clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. Make a trail of orange juice on the ground, leading to the restrooms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7. While walking around the store, sing in your loudest voice possible "sex and candy" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8. Walk up to an employee and tell him in an official tone, "I think we've got a Code 3 in  House wares," and see what happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;9. Tune all the radios to a polka station; then turn them all off and turn the volumes to "10".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10. Play with the automatic doors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11. Walk up to complete strangers and say, "Hi! I haven't seen you in so long!..." etc.  See if they play along to avoid embarrassment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;12. While walking through the clothing department, ask yourself loud enough for all to hear,  "Who BUYS this shit, anyway?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;13. Repeat Number 14 in the jewelry department. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;14. Try putting different pairs of women's panties on your head and walk around the  store casually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;15. Leave small sacrifices or gifts in the hands of the mannequins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;16. Play soccer with a group of friends, using the entire store as your playing field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;17. As the cashier runs your purchases over the scanner, look mesmerized and say, "Wow. Magic!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;18. Move "Caution: Wet Floor" signs to carpeted areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;19. Set up a tent in the camping department, tell others you'll only invite them in if they  bring pillows from Bed and Bath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;20. Contaminate the entire auto department by sampling all the spray air fresheners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;21. Nonchalantly "test" the brushes and combs in Cosmetics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;22. Drape a blanket around your shoulders and run around saying, "...I'm Batman. Come,  Robin--to the Batcave!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;23. Randomly throw things over into neighboring aisles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;24. Play with the calculators so that they all spell "hello" upside down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;25. When someone asks if you need help, begin to cry and ask, "Why won't you people  just leave me alone?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;26. When two or three people are walking ahead of you, run between them, yelling, "Red Rover!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;27. Look right into the security camera, and use it as a mirror while you pick your nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;28. Take up an entire aisle in Toys by setting up a full scale battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. the X-Men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;29. Take bets on the battle described above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;30. While handling guns in the hunting department, suddenly ask the clerk if he knows where the  anti-depressants are. Act as spastic as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;31. Leave cryptic messages on the typewriters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;32. While no one's watching quickly switch the men's and women's signs on the doors of  the rest room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;33. Dart around suspiciously while humming the theme from "Mission: Impossible." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;34. Attempt to fit into very large gym bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;35. Set up a "Valet Parking" sign in front of the store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;36. "Re-alphabetize" the CD's in Electronics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;37. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna" look with various funnels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;38. Hide in the clothing racks and when people browse through, say things like "the fat man walks  alone," and scare them into believing that the clothes are talking to them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;39. While walking around alone, pretend someone is with you and get into a very  serious conversation i.e.: "How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me! I knew there was another girl,  but I thought I had won. You kissed ME darling." Then act as though you are being  beaten and fall onto the ground screaming and having convulsions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;40. When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal position and  scream, "No, no! It's those voices again!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;41. Go to an empty checkout stand and try to check people out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;42. Drag a lounge chair on display over to the magazines and relax. If the store has a food  court, buy a soft drink; explain that you don't get out much, and ask if they can put a little  umbrella in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;43. Get a stuffed animal and go to the front of the store and begin stroking it lovingly,  saying "Good girl, good Bessie." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;44. Go over to the shoe department and try on every pair of shoes, not putting one pair back.  Take the paper from the boxes and throw it in various aisles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;45. When someone steps away from their cart to look at something, quickly make off with it  without saying a word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;46. Follow people through the aisles, always staying about five feet away. Continue to do this  until they leave the department. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;47. Ask other customers if they have any Grey Poupon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;48. Test the fishing rods and see what you can "catch" from the other aisles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;49. In the makeup department, spray yourself with every perfume there is, then walk up to a  boy who is with another girl and start flirting with him in that annoying, ditsy way. "hi!!!!  (giggle) What's your sign? (giggle)." When the boy shows no interest, start hitting on the girl  the exact same way. "hi!!!! (giggle) What's your sign?(giggle)." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;50. Re-dress the mannequins as you see fit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;51.When there are people behind you, walk REALLY SLOW, especially thin narrow aisles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;52.Relax in the patio furniture until you get kicked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;53.Challenge other customers to duels with tubes of gift wrap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;54. 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