<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8531433737803315953</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:15:10.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Just Said?</title><subtitle type='html'>You Said It.  We Heard It.  Here It Is.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>WhatYouJustSaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00673711916667448462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8531433737803315953.post-3536856083244037386</id><published>2009-03-23T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:57:15.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew Twitter had a Learning Curve?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a casual conversation between friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you hear why Jennifer Aniston and John Mayer broke up again?  She said he was Twittering too much.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;B: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's Twittering?  Oh, is it 'jacking off'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(This Twitter nonsense needs to stop.  It's destroying the minds of individuals who don't have much to spare.)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8531433737803315953-3536856083244037386?l=whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3536856083244037386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-knew-twitter-had-learning-curve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/3536856083244037386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/3536856083244037386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-knew-twitter-had-learning-curve.html' title='Who Knew Twitter had a Learning Curve?'/><author><name>WhatYouJustSaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00673711916667448462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8531433737803315953.post-8226333332525376206</id><published>2009-02-03T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:54:05.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Put the "L" in my LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken directly from a "Facebook" comment series regarding a picture caption:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Person 1 - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grammer? lol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Person 2- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... spelling? lol&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Some things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; aren't a priority these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Taken directly from an official University email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Due to in climate weather the Residence Life run Shopping Van is cancelled for tonight.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(In climate you say?  As opposed to being out of climate? Though phonetically, I understand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a class about binary language:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, now you know how to go both ways."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Childish? Maybe.  Inappropriate? A little.  Hilarious? Slightly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8531433737803315953-8226333332525376206?l=whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8226333332525376206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-put-l-in-my-lol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/8226333332525376206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/8226333332525376206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-put-l-in-my-lol.html' title='You Put the &quot;L&quot; in my LOL'/><author><name>WhatYouJustSaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00673711916667448462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8531433737803315953.post-2280488275646912551</id><published>2009-02-02T09:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:15:13.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Self-Esteem, But You Lose Your Self-Respect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a Chinese restaurant, a family a few tables over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mother- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well what's the problem?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Daughter- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The problem's that I'm ugly.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Mother- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, you're not!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Daughter- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, I am!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Father- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, you're not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; ugly.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing like a good ol' dose of father's wisdom.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At a friend's house, standing in his kitchen.  Another person notices the dog's bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boy 1- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude, man, does your dog eat Cocoa Puffs?!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy 2- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No you idiot.  That's dog food, it's Kibbles and Bits.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I mean, I would be surprised too, if you were feeding your dog the equivalent of feeding babies cyanide capsules.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8531433737803315953-2280488275646912551?l=whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/2280488275646912551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-self-esteem-but-you-lose-your-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/2280488275646912551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/2280488275646912551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-self-esteem-but-you-lose-your-self.html' title='Free Self-Esteem, But You Lose Your Self-Respect'/><author><name>WhatYouJustSaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00673711916667448462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8531433737803315953.post-3374732816217121729</id><published>2009-01-30T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:22:24.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanuts, I Guess That's What They're Calling It These Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In an elevator, three men step on.  Doors close, one man is eating peanuts, they begin to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man 1- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you going to give me any?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;(Man 1 leans in and noticeably smells the area around Man 2)&lt;br /&gt;Man 2- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Man 3- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you going to tell me why you just smelled his armpit?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Man 2- "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wasn't smelling his pit, I was smelling his nuts!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's an unfortunate situation in the English language where words have more than one meaning.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8531433737803315953-3374732816217121729?l=whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/3374732816217121729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/peanuts-i-guess-thats-what-theyre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/3374732816217121729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/3374732816217121729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/peanuts-i-guess-thats-what-theyre.html' title='Peanuts, I Guess That&apos;s What They&apos;re Calling It These Days'/><author><name>WhatYouJustSaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00673711916667448462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8531433737803315953.post-8862358468724920020</id><published>2009-01-29T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:02:01.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Impossible to Think Before You Speak, When You Lack the Ability to Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Upon seeing another person having some computer issues, the following was uttered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You can't let your computer know it controls you. You gotta smack the bitch every once in a while. Keep it in line with a good slap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Several smacking hand motions later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't do that to a woman."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(The one thing you don't learn in IT: let the computer know who the boss is.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Same person as before, in a much more inebriated form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you keep filming me I will castrate you! I will cut your fucking dick off! I will castrate the shit out of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chemical castration sounds horrible in this context.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8531433737803315953-8862358468724920020?l=whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/8862358468724920020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-impossible-to-think-before-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/8862358468724920020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/8862358468724920020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-impossible-to-think-before-you.html' title='It&apos;s Impossible to Think Before You Speak, When You Lack the Ability to Think'/><author><name>Chester Alan Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03191265800978185022</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LANfA4h_9yg/SYIsMQJ8SoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4qqpHCuc_es/S220/ChesterAArthur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8531433737803315953.post-248019942488233001</id><published>2009-01-28T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:12:45.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Context, but Always in Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whilst walking out of a building, two gentlemen talking to each other about a previous class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, like, I was in the room, and then this bird flew in from the window.  Like, literally, there was a bird.  It was like flying around.  Like, literally, a bird!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As opposed to figuratively being a bird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Around the MLB Playoffs, A guy and a girl conversing outside near a bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many games are left?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, they've won two, it's best of five, so they only need one more.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Girl - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, and then it's the next series?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, and that they need four.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Girl - "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right, so it's best of six.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kind of surprising he didn't get down on one knee and propose right there and then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While waiting for a subway train, a man approached me with this intriguing proposition after asking for the time.  The proposition, which I, unfortunately declined went as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's only 11:30?!  Thank God!  I like you.  Would you like some drink? Maybe some chicken, it's Chinese.  I like you, would you like to invest in houses.  I foreclose on houses all the time.  I just got out of 'county' and I'm going to get a lady.  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Showing wallet pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;) This is my girl, this is my baby, this is my baby's momma.  But that ain't who I'm going to see tonight, you know what I mean? This is my social security card, this is my driver's license.  I make 50,000 dollars a week.  Cause I foreclose on houses.  This house right behind mine, it's worth a lot, you can foreclose with me!  I make like 50- wait, 500!  Like 500,000 dollars a month.  And you can have that.  Have some drink!  Wait.  You like Chinese food?  Cause I foreclose houses everywhere.  I foreclose houses in China.  I make like 50 million dollars a year.  So, can I count you in for a couple yucks right now?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It was really hard to say no, and the drink he offered was a "Big Gulp" full of something.  Also, his name was Lance Eugene.  I have not been able to find him since the incident.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A general argument gone wrong.  For those who know him, know there is more where this came from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;touché.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;touché to yourself!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Spoken like a true imbecile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While waiting for a train, a friend observing others turned to me and offered this piece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you see the girls?  The one looked kind of cute, then I saw she only had one arm.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Slightly offensive, but not a false statement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And lastly for now, upon entering a restroom and stepping up to a urinal, a man approached, made eye contact while I was in use of the urinal, and proceeded to declare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah, this is where the champions meet.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A bit awkward, but well-stated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8531433737803315953-248019942488233001?l=whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/feeds/248019942488233001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-of-context-but-always-in-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/248019942488233001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8531433737803315953/posts/default/248019942488233001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatyoujustsaid.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-of-context-but-always-in-season.html' title='Out of Context, but Always in Season'/><author><name>WhatYouJustSaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00673711916667448462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
