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March 17, 2008 | by  | in Opinion |
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Top 5 reasons to be a nerd

1. All the chicks
2. LAN parties
3. World of Warcraft
4. Understanding Stephen Hawking
5. Correcting mistakes on the internet

Top 5 Theories

1. String
2. Evolution
3. Gravity
4. Quantum Electrodynamics
5. Joel Cosgrove is a capitalist

Top 5 scientific discoveries

1. The earth is flat
2. The female orgasm
3. E = mc2
4. The Moon: not actually made of cheese
5. Joel Cosgrove is a capitalist

Top 5 Aliens

1. Thetans
2. ET (insert Jew joke)
3. Klingons
4. Chewbacca
5. Pope Benedict XVI

Top 5 answers to ‘Hey guys, what’s funny?’

1. Racism
2. Silence
3. Silence
4. Silence
5. Nervous shuffle

Top 5 reasons you should come write top 5s for us

1. We blatantly suck
2. We’ve been drinking meths
3. I fucking can’t take this shit any more. I quit.
4. Silence
5. We can only think of Joel Cosgrove jokes

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