And you might note who, out of the five of us (I include Dave) are single, and the apparent reason for this... Grow up, gentlemen.

I think they shoot cause they want it

You know, I think you are all full of shit. You two and everybody else who can't stand the fact that I'm different, and I'm happy being different, and I like being different. And people can't stand that I have my act together when everyone is off making asses of themselves because they can, and think that makes it right to be an ass. And I'm through taking shit from people just because I don't feel the need to respond in kind. I'm tired of the bullshit, and I'm through with all of you, so FUCK OFF.

If you gave a shit, you would be careful how you respond to this. But you don't. So in advance for whatever rude, asinine excuse for an intelligent reponse you are about to add, FUCK YOU.

Ladies and gentlemen... the future of our society!

Maybe for you, Chris... but don't jade the poor unfortunate high-schoolers... if you tell them the truth, they'll just end it all now.

And anyway, it kicks ass at MY college.

PS- Mississippi 8-p

Sorry if I don't pay attention to your petty jealousies, gentlemen... too busy with COLLEGE!!! 8-)

And you only break the sticks and fight if you're drunk... and all the drunks fell down in the frat houses and never made it to the pool hall.

...and the hustlers left, 'cause all us college kids got no money now. (and no, Dragon, they don't work for 14 cents a day either.)

No, bah to you for not actually taking the time and reading to know what you're talking about... And Chris, yeah, pretty much... Like that song in "The Music Man"...

TROUBLE! Trouble? Yes, TROUBLE! Trouble starts with T and that rhymes with P and that starts off POOL!...

Pool hall = Billiards tables, dumbasses... And Tom: Yeah, you're in a good place, don't let them tell you different...

Yep, exactly two days until I will be sitting in my brand new, almost-as-big-as-the-one-I-have-now, full-of-cool-stuff-that-I-don't-have-to-share-with-anybody dorm room. Which happens to be betwen my friends' frat house and the cafeteria/pool hall building... College rocks, damn straight.

as it is Friday morning already... THREE DAYS 'TILL I MOVE OUT!!!

Um... news? What news...?