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steve wrote:You receive a plush anthropomorphic animal toy from a co-worker as a novelty gift.

Just Better: Receiving a long-awaited kidney from an anonymous donor. However, the kidney fails immediately, and you must return to dialysis. NOTE: This event is only better because it likely involved an exciting, helmet-less motorcycle crash.

Just Worse: Getting caught beating off while watching "Ghost".

Kenny: You choke to death on the grapes of wrath. Not the Steinbeck novel, but actual grapes of wrath. As best as the cops can guess, it was your drunk ex-girlfriend who jammed them down your throat and choked you to death. You picked her up at a bar a few months after your break up, took her home, nailed her and then you passed out. You're such a dick.

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Kenny: You choke to death on the grapes of wrath. Not the Steinbeck novel, but actual grapes of wrath. As best as the cops can guess, it was your drunk ex-girlfriend who jammed them down your throat and choked you to death. You picked her up at a bar a few months after your break up, took her home, nailed her and then you passed out. You're such a dick.

The JBs: You are seriously injured in an ox-bow incident. Not the Van Tilburg Clark novel, but an actual incident involving an actual ox-bow. As near as the cops can guess, Nugent did not mean to drill you in the chest with an arrow. Fortunately for you, you are strong as an ox, and survive, but just barely.

JW5000: You are killed in a fall due to the negligence of the catcher in the rye. Not the Salinger novel, but an actual catcher in actual rye. There you are, you're coming through the rye, and the catcher was supposed to catch you. Unfortunately, the catcher was Ben Davis of the Chicago White Sox. He is unable to even partially block you. You plunge headlong to a gruesome death.

Kentankerous: You are somebody who feels that eating types of meals at non-traditional times of the day is incredibly indulgent, even decadent. As you sit at the counter at Denny's, eating your Grand Slam Breakfast at 4 in the afternoon, you feel as though you are a character in the Satyricon of Petronius.

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Angus Jung wrote:Kentankerous: You are somebody who feels that eating types of meals at non-traditional times of the day is incredibly indulgent, even decadent. As you sit at the counter at Denny's, eating your Grand Slam Breakfast at 4 in the afternoon, you feel as though you are a character in the Satyricon of Petronius.

just better = The acting abilities of Donny Most (aka Ralph Malph).

just worse = You are a catholic priest. You are also a hack chef. You will serve your latest creation at next Sunday's mass. And that creation is: Cool-Ranch Flavored Communion Wafers!

Please, kenny:
- You work with a guy, an older guy, who closes every conversation with the phrase "Sounds like a wiener".

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stackmatic wrote:
Please, kenny:
- You work with a guy, an older guy, who closes every conversation with the phrase "Sounds like a wiener".


just better: you work w/ a guy yr own age (probably, hard to tell) who seems normal, doesn't talk much, but when he does, always repeats the end of the last sentence. always repeats the end of the last sentence.

just worse: yr the supervisor of a guy, older guy, who, every time you tell him do something mumbles "Working me like a goddman hebrew slave" under his breath.


kenny: rimshots

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geiginni wrote:
Kennylingus:
Mouth sirens


JB: Your new friend, who just happens to be a hero of yours while you were growing up, does that closed mouth growl after everything he says and you can't tell if it's a laugh or a tick. (kinda like the guy in slingblade)

JW: taking a rimjob from a prostitute while she argues with herself..one voice- under the breath devil and the other one a suprised schoolteacher...
devilvoice: "stop licking this man's ass" schoolteacher:"hush up you, i know how to handle myself"

kennyphilia: everone in illinois that says 'jewels' when referring to JEWEL. (the grocery store and pharmacy)
joelahrens@yahoo.com

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mooliachi wrote:kennyphilia: everone in illinois that says 'jewels' when referring to JEWEL. (the grocery store and pharmacy)

Ha! Beautiful!

Just Better: Chicagoans who refer to the Gene and Georgetti restaurant as "Gene and Georgetti's".

Just Worse: New Yorkers who refer to Tiffany & Co. as "Tiffany's".

Way Worse: Any so-called baseball fan who refers to RBI as "RBIs".

Kenny: It is 1969. You are Dick York. You are replaced by Dick Sargent as "Darrin Stephens" in the popular television program "Bewitched". No one seems to notice or care. However, it is in fact 2004, and you are actually Nomar Garciaparra. Dick Sargent is in fact a man named Orlando Cabrera, and the "Darrin Stephens" role is the job of playing shortstop for the Boston Red Sox.

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placeholder wrote:Kenny how I spent my Saturday morning: You like Elvis Costello an awful lot. You find out that he will be playing two standing-room only shows at a roughly 300-person capacity venue about two minutes from your house. The venue announces that each person can only purchase two tickets, and there will be no online sale of tickets. This is good for you, because he played four shows at the same venue a few months ago, and you were only able to get into one of the shows, because an organized group of irritating fans from out of town bought nearly all the tickets that were sold online. You and your friends get to the venue on ticket day at 6:00AM and get a good position almost at the very front of the line. You wait six hours for the tickets to go on sale, but you don't mind; you have a book to read and good friends to converse with. A film crew is there, because these shows will be on some DVD. They mercifully do not try to interview you, but coax some painfully embarrassing nonsense out of a few people around you, and you have a good laugh at their expense. Upon getting to the podium where tickets are being sold, you state that you would like one ticket to each of the shows (which jives with the rules as stated when the ticket sale date was announced), only to be told that each person can buy up to two tickets for ONE show, but no one can go to both (likely because the shows are being filmed). There is no way to circumvent this rule, because they write your name down along with your ticket number, and, if you are buying a ticket for someone else, they require you to give their name as well. This information will be verified at the door. At least you and your friends get to go to one of the shows, but after waiting that long in line, this is infuriating. WTF?


just better: You kind of like the first few Elvis records, but have no interest in seeing him live so instead of waiting in line you make yrself an excellent plate of scramble eggs and get a blow job.

just worse: Turns out Elvis has franchised his early material out to an imitator (a la Gallagher 2) and you have waited in line to buy tickets to this fake Elvis, but you go to the show anyway. The band is really good and the imitator guy has obviously done his homework and you end up having a pretty good time, but you still feel slightly gypped.

kenny: One day, 3 meals and a dessert, all made in the microwave

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the Classical wrote:kenny: One day, 3 meals and a dessert, all made in the microwave


JB: "Four Weddings And A Funeral" with the Hugh Grant mumbling dubbed out.

JW: One meal, 3 days in a desert that feels like a microwave.

Iron Chef Chen Kenichi:
You appear on one of Oprah's "giveaway" shows where she gives everyone in the audience a huge prize. For some reason, everyone else gets a brand new car, but you only get a scooter.

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stewie wrote:Iron Chef Chen Kenichi:
You appear on one of Oprah's "giveaway" shows where she gives everyone in the audience a huge prize. For some reason, everyone else gets a brand new car, but you only get a scooter.



JB: You open up the seat and voila! your scooter comes with this rare LP that some gae Vespa-obsessed neo-mod hipster from Berkley pays you 2 grand for on ebay.














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JW: The fellow on the far left is your father and he puts on this album and starts to weep every time you bring a girl (or boy) home.

Kenny: you are a lurker on a “famousâ€

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