| March 1999 |
| 03.31.99 |
I think there's something seriously wrong with me, and it's not just my taste in shoes |
| 03.30.99 |
All right, sunshine, whaddya say you 'n me step outside... |
| 03.29.99 |
I don't like you, any of you, and I never have, got it? |
| 03.28.99 |
Great googily moogily, it's the Big Red Cheese! Holey Moley! |
| 03.27.99 |
If I was as cool as Alucard, I'd be getting laid right now
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| 03.26.99 |
Light and fluffy like a calico kitten whose skeleton has been ripped out |
| 03.25.99 |
Zelda fans strike back, the col gets long as hell, and Allan joins the Shriners |
| 03.24.99 |
Zelda discovers a link to a hefty load of criticism |
| 03.23.99 |
Rational debate, tying the cords, and little furry beasties in tights |
| 03.22.99 |
Searching out the middle path, without a Buddha in sight |
| 03.20.99 |
The wheels of progress roll over their heads and soft brains within |
| 03.19.99 |
There are two types of people, those I hate, and those I piss on |
| 03.18.99 |
Carmen Miranda drew out my inner banana like no other fruit-headed woman could |
| 04.17.99 |
I don't have repressed anger, I inflict it on lots of people |
| 03.16.99 |
I'd really like to dismember Michael Flatley and eat his spleen |
| 03.15.99 |
In a perfect world, you would already be dead |
| 03.14.99 |
Slash and burn economics with Dr. Ginsu |
| 03.12.99 |
Sick puppies with grotesque growths on 'em |
| 03.11.99 |
All things to all people, except me |
| 03.10.99 |
Back, bad, and naughty as you want me to be |
| 03.09.99 |
Swingers riding off into the technicolor sunset |
| 03.05.99 |
AK loves you, yes he does |
| 03.04.99 |
Everything you ever wanted to know about REM |
| 02.03.99 |
Mukluks and gazebos, oh my! |
| 03.02.99 |
AK returns in a flash of glory |
| 03.01.99 |
Flying away on leather wings |
