Lies and the Lying Liars that tell them
 

Possibly. Remember, though, that as an ex-pres, Clinton still travels with a (limited) Secret Service contingent.

Think "Absolute Power."

(Who knows? Maybe we'll start to see a collection of dead husbands stretching from Brooklyn to Little Rock, together with some Secret Service agents quickly getting their sharpshooting creds.)

The International Male has IM apparently
 

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight! I never put the you and her together for some reason. but of course.

and this post gives me the chance to elaborate on my post that I didtn want to edit, bc like PLF, I think editing is a little overdone and tends to show who is OCD amongst us, no? But his BMWs werent normal BMWs- they were pimped out, all white, ghetto machines. ITs like, hey Bandar, you aint in Compton.

but that loft he got with her was the most fabulous thing I had seen . so new york. more so than manolos.

and i have to admit that Bandar had incredible manners, despite the ostentatious display of royalty and the pimp mobiles.

she married a managing director of one of those big old Ibanks. Her mom retired from running one of the big name designer's empire and her stepdad is currently sitting on the NYT bestseller list. All in all, not a bad deal. Still dont know why Bandar was necessary.

Paigow, phone home
 

I agree with the lack of intrigue, but I loved Alison telling America that she was smart so of course she would do well in the Golden Veto competition. Her following it up with how stupid all the others were was priceless. I may have to agree with her on Jack though. Is he intentionally throwing the games and then lying about it in the diary room? I hope so. Otherwise I shudder to think about the quality of federal agents running around this country. He misunderstood the directions? WTF????? He wasn't asked to cure cancer out there or anything.



aV

Fucking Virus
 

Concur.

Our firm's filtering system catches suspicious email, but then they have to send me a fucking "WARNING" email. I've gotten about 30 in the past 10 hours. If I didn't get a TiVo for my birthday yesterday, shit like this would lead me down the rocky path to Luddite-ism.

Gatti(can't wait to start recording an entire season's worth of Iron Chef)gap

Party On!
 

You are sooooo off your game. Waxing rhapsodic about the Playboy rankings does little for us if you fail to include the fucking list. It's here. Your post had me worried until I uncovered the '87 list, found my school there, and felt an instant wave of validation for my choice.

Penske. Though I'm told that when he discovered the theme
"A Magical Carpet Ride" for the 1994 Fancy Dress Ball was not the euphemism he assumed it was, he spent the remainder of the evening sitting in the parking lot, waxing various body parts.

Party On!
 

As an alumnus of that hallowed institution, I can say for certain that hundreds of people have driven overnight to W&L for events - including Fancy Dress - FD. In earlier days, it was the premier college formal in the south and they came from all around the country for it.

They still come from all over the place for the event which is three straight days of complete debauchery. Even alumni and faculty get into it. And, yes I was there for the Magical Carpet Ride in 1994. It was one of the more impressive FD set-ups according to many who had seen FDs before. Given that the FD committee has about $70,000 a year to blow on the bash, and given that every single fraternity and sorority has a formal the same weekend (there are 16 fraternities for a little over 1,000 men), the event is usually tops in the memory of every graduate - whatever there is left to remember from the alcohol-induced haze.

I'm not surprised by W&Ls continued ranking. The school (as well as VMI) is in the middle of rural Shenandoah with not too much else around. Throw in four women's colleges within 60 minutes of campus, and you've got a recipe for silliness.

Announcement
 

I am moving to Minneapolis.

I want to be able to enjoy a Mojito without looking passe. Bc it is a delicious drink.

Announcement
 

Most likely patch response: "Mojito? Is that some kind of new thing at Taco Bell"?

Announcement
 

Listen, you provincial P Diddy fuck, if you knew jack shit about the Patch, you would realize that Mojitos are actually almost passe here. There are two Cuban restaurants in downtown alone cranking out glasses of that minty swill by the thousands. Not only that, but you can now get Mojitos at pretty much every other restaurant or bar - I nearly slapped my friend for ordering one at a Thai restaurant. For fuck's sake, there is even a restaurant here called Mojito -- IN THE GOD DAMN SUBURBS. The only thing more pathetic than the occasional backwardness of the Patch is the clueless fuck who has his head so far up his ass that, when making fun of Minneapolis, he comes off looking like he is from the suburbs of Omaha.

Party On!
 

Although I did not see the original post, I am willing to bet a fairly substantial amount of money that, with the edit, the word "silliness" was substituted for "date rape."

Party On!
 

Please, Str8, don't leave us hanging! Where did you end up going to school?

Announcement
 

Have you ever actually been to Anoka?

You're so cute when you're angry.

Party On!
 

That's a pretty major accusation and bet to make when you seem to know little of what goes on there.

I think there was one reported rape on campus in 2002. While there may have been others, it certainly would not have been more than at any other school.

Schadenfreude
 

http://www.nylawyer.com/news/03/08/082003j.html

The annoying little shit who sued her school so she could be the sole valedictorian has settled her suit. She gets $15k after lawyer fees, but Harvard rescinded their acceptance when they discovered that she plagiarized some of her essays--which wouldn't have been discovered if not for her lawsuit.

I think she will lose more than $15k in future earnings now that she will probably have to attend Chico State instead of Harvard, but I think she will be better off. She was an asshole and I don't think 4 years of Harvard would've helped her in that regard.*

*Harvard has many non-assholes, but once an asshole starts attending school there the pretention is baked into them like a fine porcelain glaze.

Party On!
 

Oh boy...

Apropos of that, the hairy buffalo/jungle juice trash can drink was commonly referred to as date-rape juice or liquid rohipnol by both men and women where I went to school...

That stuff always made me end up at blackout junction...