What's your pet peeve?

mheisig, to diagnose the problem we need to know which one of these guys do you resemble?

http://www.dvdinmypants.com/reviews/O-V/images/30rock1c.jpg

mheisig, to diagnose the problem we need to know which one of these guys do you resemble?

http://www.dvdinmypants.com/reviews/O-V/images/30rock1c.jpg

I've got the face of the guy on the left, the hair of the guy in the middle, and the raw sexual appeal of the guy on the right.

Oh, I don't wear glasses though.

That's a good idea - I'll stalk her around the office with a digital camera, or ambush her in her cubicle.

She definitely wouldn't think I'm weird then.

Tell her you just need a picture to show your internet friends.

That's not creepy or geeky at all.

Tell her you just need a picture to show your internet friends.

That's not creepy or geeky at all.

Ha, that just reminded me of when I meet up with TMC and some other guys at last year's season opener.
I told my friends that I needed to go find some people that I talk to on the internet and they just gave me the saddest looks and shook their heads. I still can't use the words "internet," "chat room," or "big van with tinted out windows" around them.

I often find it hard to explain this place to people, so I usually don't bother. It's one of those things you either understand or you don't.

My Mom for example has no clue what I'm talking about. I'll have a Warpath shirt on and she'll be 'like what's that shirt'? I'll say 'it's my website, Mom' and she's just like 'oh that's nice honey' as she pats me on the head and hands me a cookie.

Ha, that just reminded me of when I meet up with TMC and some other guys at last year's season opener.
I told my friends that I needed to go find some people that I talk to on the internet and they just gave me the saddest looks and shook their heads. I still can't use the words "internet," "chat room," or "big van with tinted out windows" around them.

You forgot "rusty".

I often find it hard to explain this place to people, so I usually don't bother. It's one of those things you either understand or you don't.

My Mom for example has no clue what I'm talking about. I'll have a Warpath shirt on and she'll be 'like what's that shirt'? I'll say 'it's my website, Mom' and she's just like 'oh that's nice honey' as she pats me on the head and hands me a cookie.
Little does she know she spawned THE EGO!

I still can't use the words "internet," "chat room," or "big van with tinted out windows" around them.

Or sodomy.

Little does she know she spawned THE EGO!

damn straight

Mom better recognize!