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In the episode of Bleep Bloop about the Grease videogame, Jeff Rubin asked if anybody remembered the Home Improvement episode with the Greased Lightning fantasy sequence. I was sorely disappointed with Jeff because it wasn't a fantasy sequence. It was a video Mark made for Tool Time to show off Tim's new hot rod after his first video was too avant garde for the Tool Time audience.
-Anonymous

I bought the sexiest little outfit at Victoria's Secret yesterday. I modeled it for my boyfriend later that night. Instead of getting wanting to get it on, he asked me to read him his new limited-edition Fallout: New Vegas comic book. So I did.
-Anonymous

When I was six, I was very envious of the kid next door's N64 and wished for one for christmas. Alas, I only asked for a "Nintendo." My father surprised us with an old, used NES system. Convinced that my parents didn't love me, I ran away from home. They found me trying to live in the greenhouse of the old lady up the road. I'd been surviving on grapes.
-Meyer

My friends and I were looking through some demotivational posters when we came across one with a picture of a flipped tank. It said "Halo Press X to flip tank." All my friends started laughing, but I frowned and rolled my eyes. One of them noticed and asked if I didn't get the joke. I explained that I didn't find the joke funny because it said "press" X and not "hold" X. Pushing X reloads your weapon.
-Anonymous

My girlfriend figured out that if she starts downloading stuff on the computer, I get lagged out of Call of Duty and stop playing. She does this a lot.
-Anonymous

One time, when I was about 12, I was going to the store to get something for my mom and decided to hop in to the library for a second. I got so wrapped up in doing library things that I was over an hour late coming home. My mom banned me from going to the library for a month.
-Neito