The following is the tenth installment in an ongoing list kept by the contributor and his roommates and friends:

136. Even Your Toilet Reminds You Of Him
137. Why Would Someone Want A Single To Be A Plural
138. They All Wanted To Talk To The Girl Who Fell In The Manhole
139. He’s The Cutest Jewish Boy I’ve Ever Not Known
140. Boys Don’t S’posed To Get In Leotards
141. He Gets A Lot Of Squirt For His Sprite
142. Thirty-Five Years Between ‘Em And A Whole Lotta Crazy
143. I’ve Never Met A Book That Had Trouble Like This One
144. It’s Hard To See Below My Nose
145. A Dance Without Music Is No Dance At All
146. There’s A Handful Of Butt In Her Hand, And It’s Mine
147. I Don’t Care If I Have Sinful Taste Buds
148. It’s Just A Matter Of Following The Roger In My Head
149. Who Put Potpourri On My Nut Drivers?
150. Who Am I To Delve Into The Mind Of A Shoeless Man?