“What a nose—hazelnut, oatmeal, sweet white fruit, smoke, spice, and a touch of nutmeg. Stirring nose. Ripe, spicy, sublime, succulent grapefruit, pear. Perfect balance. Holy shit.”

As of 1/28/2007 3:41:21 PM EST
You are 22 years old.
You are 272 months old.
You are 1,184 weeks old.
You are 8,287 days old.
You are 198,903 hours old.
You are 11,934,221 minutes old.
You are 716,053,281 seconds old.

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This is something I didn’t even know I needed, but now I know I do.

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PETER AND COLIN, SEEN DEPARTING FROM NEWBURY COMICS ON NEWBURY STREET. SATURDAY, 1.13

How’s your shopping experience?

P: Pretty good. I picked up a CD I’ve been looking for for a while, the Donnie Darko soundtrack. It’s a double disc.

Ever wanted to plow down Newbury Street with a tank, like in Grand Theft Auto?

P: Driving with a tank at 4am, just running shit, would be pretty cool.

C: It’d be dominating.

What’s stopping you?

C: Money and not having access to a tank. That’s a pretty big thing. I’d need good military clearance for that thing.

P: The US would not like that, if we had a secret code where a tank would just plop out of the sky. You know how that works? It just, like, drops and bounces on the ground. You just get in and drive it.
C: Manifest a tank out of nowhere? That’s pretty sick.

http://www.weeklydig.com/diversions/articles/exit_polls25/