It's cheesy, but all my friends tend to gravitate towards my house anyway. We always hang out here, and it's sort of a quasi home base for our goings on. It's probably because I'm a huge lazy person who won't leave the house.

Heavy pants

Keys
To get into my house. Duh.

Wallet
It has my identification and money.

Bus pass
Free rides to wherever I need to go.

Pen
Never know when I'll need to write down that girl's phone number. I'm old fashioned. Paper and pen always beats out...

Cell phone
My lifeline. Literally, as it has all my emergency contacts in it. I also jot down life thoughts in there. And I tweet from it. When you know someone who got in an accident, and the paramedics didn't know who to call, you start using the ICE system.

I saw it on a Chinatown bus trip to some place. I have a feeling he wasn't aware of what sort of movie it was, but this is one of the first 90's grossout comedies. There is nudity, and not necessarily the good kind. Masturbation, old women breasts, retards and semen. I was with my aunt. My religious aunt, who still thinks words like "penis" are pornographic and tries her hardest to shield me from everything sexual.