By: soopergooman

soopergooman — Wed, 29 Nov 2006 06:53:09 +0000

WHO WON?

By: jj

jj — Tue, 28 Nov 2006 03:56:37 +0000

money, money, money, monnnneyyy….MONNNNEEYY.

pick me?

By: CM

CM — Mon, 27 Nov 2006 20:17:47 +0000

Pick me. I know stuff.

By: ackthbbft

ackthbbft — Mon, 27 Nov 2006 07:11:36 +0000

I wonder how it matches up against the ADS InstantVideo To-Go. Granted, this is a direct feed recording device, while the ADS is an accelerated transcoder for the PC, but the resulting quality of videos would be nice to compare.

By: Jax

Jax — Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:43:29 +0000

Oh the things we do for toys….

By: fouro

fouro — Mon, 27 Nov 2006 00:55:19 +0000

do you have to wave the remote around to work it?

By: Amber

Amber — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 19:31:14 +0000

wow…..neuros

By: Paul C

Paul C — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 15:04:50 +0000

If I win I promise to be nice for once. This time I really mean it!

By: Heiko

Heiko — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 12:14:36 +0000

Oh santa why do you tempt me with your gadgetry so, our forbidden love affair must end!

By: Adam

Adam — Sun, 26 Nov 2006 11:11:17 +0000

(Enjoy)
I like monkeys.
The pet store was selling them for five cents a piece. I thought that
odd since they were normally a couple thousand each. I decided not to
look a gift horse in the mouth. I bought 200. I like monkeys.
I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let one drive. His
name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In fact, none of them were really
bright. They kept punching themselves in their genitals. I laughed.
Then they punched my genitals. I stopped laughing.
I herded them into my room. They didn’t adapt very well to their new
environment. They would screech, hurl themselves off of the couch at
high speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the
spectacle lost its novelty halfway into its third hour.
Two hours later I found out why all the monkeys were so inexpensive:
they all died. No apparent reason. They all just sorta’ dropped dead.
Kinda’ like when you buy a goldfish and it dies five hours later. Damn
cheap monkeys.
I didn’t know what to do. There were 200 dead monkeys lying all over my
room, on the bed, in the dresser, hanging from my bookcase. It looked
like I had 200 throw rugs.
I tried to flush one down the toilet. It didn’t work. It got stuck.
Then I had one dead, wet monkey and 199 dead, dry monkeys.
I tried pretending that they were just stuffed animals. That worked for
a while, that is until they began to decompose. It started to smell real
bad.
I had to pee but there was a dead monkey in the toilet and I didn’t want
to call the plumber. I was embarrassed.
I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately
there was only enough room for two monkeys at a time so I had to change
them every 30 seconds. I also had to eat all the food in the freezer so
it didn’t all go bad.
I tried burning them. Little did I know my bed was flammable. I had to
extinguish the fire.
Then I had one dead, wet monkey in my toilet, two dead, frozen monkeys in
my freezer, and 197 dead, charred monkeys in a pile on my bed. The odor
wasn’t improving.
I became agitated at my inability to dispose of my monkeys and to use the
bathroom. I severely beat one of my monkeys. I felt better.
I tried throwing them way but the garbage man said that the city wasn’t
allowed to dispose of charred primates. I told him that I had a wet
one. He couldn’t take that one either. I didn’t bother asking about the
frozen ones.
I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My
friends didn’t know quite what to say. They pretended that they like
them but I could tell they were lying. Ingrates. So I punched them in
the genitals.
I like monkeys

PS: I’d be willing to pay the S&H myself if I won.

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