Today's Gangbang challenge of the day: How much money would I have to pay Raza Syed to get him to go and see this film? I'm guessing he'll do it for no less than $37. It might be worth it, if we all pool our funds.
by Ryan Gantz on 11/14/2001 06:04:24 PM | bang on |

I can't believe Sean Penn is on Friends. And after he pissed on Nic Cage for doing popcorn flicks, no less. ("You're blurry, but you still look like Ursula -- you're Blur-sula!" That's -- not -- great writing.)
by Raza Syed on 11/8/2001 10:09:36 PM | bang on |

so I went to vote and out of the dozens of people I saw, everyone there was either a) very clearly a senior citizen b) my astronomy professor with his six-month-old baby or c) me.

no wonder this place is so god damn conservative.
by rabi on 11/6/2001 02:43:38 PM | bang on |

My Halloween was pretty lo-fi. I worked the front door of our house with my sister for a while, passing out Kit-Kats and Skittles to the kiddies and the occassional teenager from my neighborhood. Then I went out egging for two hours, per usual. Later that evening, I ended up at Sam Diego's with friends, where we found ourselves drinking Red Bull and Vodka in street clothes amidst a flashy costume dance party. The best costumes there had to belong to the group of Muppets: Animal, Kermit, Dr. Bunsen Honeydew and Beaker. The Beaker costume was non-stop hilarious. The guy's face hid behind the large flap that is Beaker's mouth. At one point I found him tangled up in decorative cotton spider-webbing, exclaiming "meep meep meep" over and over in frustration. Beaker won a snowboard for his costume. That was the highlight of my Halloween.

My favorite personal costume of all time has to be third or fourth grade when I dressed up as a piece of cheese. I took a large cardboard box, covered it in yellow tack paper, and Sharpied on some large holes, Swiss-style. I wore a yellow rain hat to match. My brother dressed up in a fancy mouse costume my mother made, and at each house he would pretend to gnaw on me. The costume was great, but the box came down below my knees; everything was fine until I fell down in front of Tim Urdi's house and couldn't get up without help. I spilled some of my candy, too.
by Ryan Gantz on 11/5/2001 01:31:01 PM | bang on |

Improvising on short notice(as I spent the first half of the week in exam-induced limbo), my roomie and I ended up going as Kris Kross. I was the illustrious Kross. It went pretty well, considering that we looked nothing like them, except of course for the backwards clothing and large pants.
by Jared Dunn on 11/1/2001 04:35:14 PM | bang on |