<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2024 19:23:12 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>eavesdroppers</title><description>&lt;center&gt; Venimus. Vidimus. Audimus. &#xa;[We came. We saw. We heard.] &#xa;&#xa;...and it&#39;s not even fiction. &lt;/center&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>538</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-953446229682574936</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 13:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-09T09:55:50.912-04:00</atom:updated><title>I only eat hot dogs.</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;[In the grocery store]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Woman 1&lt;/span&gt;: Want some Vienna sausages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Woman 2&lt;/span&gt;: Hell no! What kind of person do you think I am?!</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-only-eat-hot-dogs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (r. burns)</author><thr:total>46</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-7932041336762137009</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-23T16:41:48.240-04:00</atom:updated><title>P-p-p-party every day.</title><description>Guy: If I were a student representative, I would put every kind of alcohol on tap.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I think every room should just have a well-stocked minibar.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Yeah, for sure...wait, minibar? No. Megabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;- The Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/p-p-p-party-every-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>79</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-2945290651180808579</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T21:29:20.445-04:00</atom:updated><title>Umm....</title><description>&quot;Quit calling me a retarded!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;- Dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/umm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-9116800800364366783</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-19T18:39:36.338-04:00</atom:updated><title>Unlike semicolons.</title><description>&quot;I don&#39;t want my commas on crack. I want them to know what the hell they&#39;re doing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;- Walnut House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/unlike-semicolons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-3297712602558284197</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-19T18:38:27.154-04:00</atom:updated><title>Very scientific.</title><description>&quot;I think you would have to write his douche factor in scientific notation because it&#39;s too big to fit on the page.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;- Post Office Porch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-scientific.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-3762209384593072048</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T14:04:51.987-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Guy: Can I tell you guys a secret? On the walk back from [restaurant], these skinny jeans kinda made me leak pee a little bit. And then I peed for like five minutes.</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/guy-can-i-tell-you-guys-secret-on-walk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-850355069399458378</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-25T21:06:40.445-05:00</atom:updated><title>Pouting.</title><description>&quot;Don&#39;t make that pouting face at me. It doesn&#39;t work. It just makes you look like a puppy, which makes me want to kick you in the face.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Orchestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/pouting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-1612291238473716805</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 02:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-25T21:05:52.703-05:00</atom:updated><title>It&#39;s love.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Man [to wife]:&lt;/span&gt; Who said I was a conservative anyway? You, you liberal whack-job! Anyway, I was just coming in here to check on you. Make sure you&#39;re doing alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;- First Block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-5024824541852857001</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-25T21:07:43.827-05:00</atom:updated><title>Don&#39;t EVEN go there..</title><description>&quot;Don&#39;t you make me snap my fingers in a z formation!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Late-evening Banter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-even-go-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (r. burns)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-727022923648239652</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 01:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-14T20:39:40.187-05:00</atom:updated><title>Even babies.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl 1&lt;/span&gt;: Don&#39;t eat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Kid 1:&lt;/span&gt; But, I&#39;m a puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Kid 2: &lt;/span&gt;Puppies don&#39;t eat babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Kid 1: &lt;/span&gt;Puppies eat anything! Even babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Sunday School,&lt;br /&gt;Contributed by Candace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/even-babies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-2790613913889031100</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 00:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T19:17:18.263-05:00</atom:updated><title>Rejection via sandwich</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Guy: &lt;/span&gt;No one&#39;s ever turned my down by giving me a fake phone number. I&#39;ve just ended up making a lot of calls to Quizno&#39;s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/rejection-via-sandwich.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-6228660140495624575</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 00:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T19:15:08.962-05:00</atom:updated><title>That&#39;s one idea.</title><description>[A large, extended family is having dinner. Everyone is awkwardly silent.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Man &lt;/span&gt;[suddenly]: Well, we &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;could &lt;/span&gt;pick somebody and do an intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-one-idea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-7732914677684350916</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 00:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T19:12:49.828-05:00</atom:updated><title>Omnomnommm.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; I don&#39;t think I want to quit eating until I get some meatloaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Late at Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/omnomnommm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-4051977814886698301</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 00:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T19:11:34.688-05:00</atom:updated><title>Symphonic.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl: &lt;/span&gt;But...how would you know it was us!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; Who else would bring an air horn to a symphony?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/symphonic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-1258870422420412230</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 00:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T19:09:31.653-05:00</atom:updated><title>There&#39;s the word.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl 1: &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;], you&#39;re &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;taking AP History?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Guy: &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I am. How dare you doubt my...my...um...crap, what&#39;s the word? It&#39;s...it&#39;s...AGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl 2:&lt;/span&gt;...&#39;Intelligence&#39;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah! That&#39;s it! I never would have thought of that...you saved me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Academic Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/theres-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-6479075597786868723</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-13T18:42:48.546-05:00</atom:updated><title>...and now for what&#39;s happening in your neck of the woods.</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you remember back in September when Russia invaded Georgia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, when I heard that I was freaking out because I thought Russia had invaded the Georgia in the United States. A week later, I saw a map of Russia and Georgia on the television and figured out that Georgia was also a country... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl:&lt;/strong&gt; You went for a week thinking that the Russians had invaded Atlanta?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, I just figured it was not a very big invasion. I thought that if it had been significant, it would have been on the Today show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Academic Team Practice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-now-for-whats-happening-in-your.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (r. burns)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-9199036670493452114</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-14T20:35:17.584-05:00</atom:updated><title>Truth or Myth?</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;[Students are discussing bringing a Thanksgiving dinner to school.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl 1:&lt;/strong&gt; I can make mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl 2:&lt;/strong&gt; ...and I&#39;ll bring dressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; I&#39;ll bring the cranberry sauce... and the coffee, because we all know how the pilgrims loved to sit around and drink coffee with Sasquatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Spanish III&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/truth-or-myth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (r. burns)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-1096938353601148515</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-13T18:32:14.166-05:00</atom:updated><title>Eavesdroppers Turns Two</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;November 7, 2006, Eavesdroppers began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Two years, 527 posts, and 22, 951 hits later, the time has come for an Eavesdroppers revival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Beginning today, quotes will be posted more frequently than they have been of late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Thanks again to all of you who&#39;ve been a part of these two great years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eavesdrop on!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;R. Burns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Maggini-in-Tweed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Offshelf&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/eavesdroppers-turns-two.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (r. burns)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-260698367399736317</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 01:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T21:13:06.360-04:00</atom:updated><title>A state is a state.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Customer:&lt;/span&gt; I&#39;d like a ticket for &quot;Hollywood Chihuahua&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Daughter: &lt;/span&gt;It&#39;s called &quot;Beverly Hills Chihuahua&quot;, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Customer: &lt;/span&gt;Who cares? A state is a state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Movie Theater, Contributed by Trevor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/state-is-state.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-6124736256032140432</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T14:45:37.195-04:00</atom:updated><title>Tree jokes!</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;], you just aren&#39;t very wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Boy: &lt;/span&gt;I am very wise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl: &lt;/span&gt;Okay, I&#39;ll take it back. You&#39;re a total sage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt; Well if I&#39;m a sage...then you&#39;re a...birch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; Oho. First tree joke of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-AP Political Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/tree-jokes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-609785088664044637</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 21:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-08T17:33:40.323-04:00</atom:updated><title>The thought that counts.</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;[Girl is in the hospital after having her appendix removed, and her boyfriend comes to visit.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; Aww... I&#39;m so sorry you&#39;re feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girl:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy:&lt;/strong&gt; I went to go get you some flowers, but then I saw how much they cost and decided I need gas money more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Hospital&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/thought-that-counts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (r. burns)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-2284732039138224042</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 22:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-04T18:12:10.754-04:00</atom:updated><title>How sweet.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; Aww...don&#39;t you just love to see fat people happy? I mean, I do. Until I remember how sad and alone and skinny I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Cinema 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-sweet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-6854698782543925016</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-02T17:17:02.198-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sounds amaaaazing.</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; I met the hottest guy the other day. I mean...he looked &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;just like&lt;/span&gt; Gandhi.&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;- Contributed by Rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/sounds-amaaaazing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-321613381246761617</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Sep 2008 04:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-27T00:14:01.602-04:00</atom:updated><title>So was that a yes?</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt; So I&#39;ll probably have to shoot this guy who&#39;s stalking me. But then he&#39;ll wake up in the hospital and be like, &quot;So was that a yes?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;-Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/girl-so-ill-probably-have-to-shoot-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37316868.post-2689540308858878239</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 18:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-24T14:56:43.423-04:00</atom:updated><title>Very Medieval.</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Guy: &lt;/span&gt;So we used to always go in Walmart and we&#39;d get those...pool noodles. And we&#39;d get bicycles. And you know what we did? We jousted. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;-O&#39;Charley&#39;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://eavesdroppersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/very-medieval.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (maggini in tweed)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>