What is it about being sick that just makes you want to describe your sickness in disgusting detail to everyone you know?
Like, I just hacked up a wad of phlegm the size of a chicken nugget, for example.
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- Scenester
- I'm a comedian and writer for The Onion and Someecards, based in New York most of the time. When I told people I was going to be living in Botswana for a year, they thought it would be a really good joke to mock the comedy scene in Botswana. It was a mediocre joke, but an excellent blog name.
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- Overheard in the office elevator
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- I'm no superman
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- Astute Commentary on Society's Ills
- Proof that God has a sense of humor
- Did you even know a "poultry economist" was someth...
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- Remember when Gmail was invitation only?
- "I'm pregnant with someone else."
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Crying? Try Comedy.
- my website (not really comedy)
- ghost toast
- currently in preproduction
- conversations with deb
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- jake rake
- hatethefuture
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- fuck you penguin
- dooce
- new yorker cartoon lounge
- the apiary
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