Mind your own business, Sarah. I know it’s you.

Anything Morgan Wallen.

I went to the ER once because my heart was acting weird. Turns out it was a benign issue, but they kept me over night to be safe. $10k copay. Insurance covered almost nothing. I paid $10 a month for 5 years and eventually they called me and said they would take $2000 if I paid it all right then.

I want to be remembered as that guy that once threw his socks in the hamper and BOTH went in.

I have heard that they want anarchy in the UK.

That’s a stupid answer.

Mayonnaise

Secular Buddhism. I’m not perfect, but I’m trying to be better.

Why doesn’t they don’t think it isn’t?

Ágætis byrjun, Takk, and ( ) are my favorites. The older stuff is more my style.

Actually, we’re still waiting to see how it turns out.

After college, I was about 26 or so, and I was in NYC. I thought to myself, “Why not assassinate the CEO of UnitedHealthcare?” At first I thought I was alone in this and people would hate me. It turns out I’m a hero.

To answer OP’s question, I’m 37.

I know I’m going to get some shit for this, but I really don’t like his movies. Every time I watch one, I feel as if I’m not getting it. Like everyone else saw a 15 minute exposition dump and I have no idea what’s going on. Especially OP’s top 5 movies.

Bring on the hate.

I’m from the Detroit area and spend a lot of time in the city. In the late 90s and early 2000’s, I seen’t some shit.

-Guy in a wheelchair with no legs having sex with a prostitute in the street. -A guy pulled a tooth out of his mouth and threw it at my car. -I saw a guy get shot in the stomach at a gas station over some sort of argument, -Countless people pooping in public. -A guy dressed up as a power ranger walking the streets. -A really fat guy slip on ice and his pants fell down and his entire giant ass crack was exposed. -A guy who lived in a school bus who had a pet goat. He was called goat boy. The goat was stolen and murdered.

The Earth is flat.

Sigur Ros.

I don’t remember a time when I truly believed that he was real. I remember thinking that it was my parents, but I didn’t want to believe that. I wanted to believe that there was a magic dude who would hook me up with presents. But it was illogical and we kept up with the whole thing, because I wanted my parents to enjoy it too.

Remember the Mindmaze game in Encarta?

yup