Jacques Cousteau

Hey bi-peds,

Today, I had a lot of stuff I could've gotten done. Sadly, I haven't done any of it. Just thought you'd like to know that. Now, let's move on to the real reason I'm writing this entry.

Last night Robby, Carrie, and I were watching Gone in Sixty Seconds. That movie about stealing cars with Nicholas Cage and Angelina Jolie. Pretty good flick. And Angelina continues to look hot in every movie I've seen her in. (Except "Alexander", that movie was a floating piece of Sloth dung.)

At one point, Shawn IM's me and lets me know the new Star Wars Episode 3 trailer is now online. I immediately begin downloading it, but it takes a hell of a long time. So, in order to help the time go by I roam around the floor for a while talking to the various people.

After a few minutes, I return and watch the trailer. Needless to say, I almost orgasm in my pants. I'm so syked for that movie that I'd have sex with Numba Ten girl again to get a sneak preview. (Trust me, that'd be punishment enough.)

So, since I had it downloaded I allowed everyone else who hadn't seen it a chance to view it. Nick, Molly, and Jake all had a similar reaction as I did. It was awesome.

For some reason, we begin talking about something Robby didn't like. The following is in script format and (mostly) word-for-word what was said.

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:: Bryce walks by the door. Skippy, Tony and I are standing in the doorway for some reason. Robby and Carrie are lying in Robby's bed trying to enjoy the movie. ::

ME: Hey Bryce, what's up.

BRYCE: Not much Nate-O.

:: Bryce walks in the direction of the bathroom. ::

ROBBY: Hey, where's Bryce going?

ME: Probably to take a shit.

BRYCE: (from down the hall) NO, JUST A NUMBER ONE!

:: Robby get's a frustrated look on his face. ::

ROBBY: Ok, here's what's gonna happen. We're gonna take this box...

:: Robby pantamimes an imaginary box in his hands. ::

ROBBY: ... this is where we're gonna put all the topic we AREN'T gonna talk about and throw it into the ocean so only Jacques fucking Cousteau will be able to open it again.

SKIPPY: Ok Robby, who's Jacques Cousteau?

ROBBY: Wasn't he a painter?

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I cracked the fuck up. I was on the ground laughing for at least a minute. Barring any others, I have dubbed this the quote of the year. Even for Robby, this was a bit rediculous. Another, of many, reasons I will always remember Robby even after I graduate.


Current PoA: 51%
Previous PoA: 49%

Honorable Mentions:

- Robby: Dude... that was hilarious.

- Jacques Cousteau: I know you're not a painter.

- Bruce Willis: For no reason, he's just a cool mother fucker.

- Me: I'm gonna learn how to scuba dive now.

Surfin' USA,

Nate-O













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Check it out if you want and try not to think of me as a nerd. I'm more of a fan... minus the frequent convention visits and uniform wearing.