Lance wrote: "more foul and loathsome than the putrid slime that clings to the walls of hell", it just stuck with me. I still use it to this day, to describe all sorts of things. Most recently, soup.
Lance wrote:It was a show that told several short stories each week. Creepy stories. And hosted by one of the masters of creepy stories.
MM_Dandy wrote:I somehow missed these clues
MM_Dandy wrote:I'll guess Night Gallery
You cocky, pointy-nosed little Reaganite! If you hadn't provoked them, we wouldn't BE in this mess!
Ok, now it's true, the majority of students today are so cravenly PC, they wouldn't know a good time if it was sitting on their face, but there's one thing that will always unite us and them. They're young. They may not realize it yet. They've got the same raging hormones, the same self-destructive desire to get boldly trashed and wildly out of control. Look out that window! That's not a protest! That is a cry for help! They're begging us... "Please have a party! Feed us drinks! Get us laid!"
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