Nanner, nanner, nanner. It’s still 2006 here. I am not sure if that is a good thing or not. I do not think 2007 can possibly be weirder. Differently weird. like when I get fired. Or laid. Or some other sort of equally implausible where did that come from event. But not more weird. So […]
Read more "It’s still 2006 here."I was sliding down a hill on black ice until I hit a pole. The car is gone and so is the road. Ahh, sweet nostalgia…
As much as I love my Mustang, I am heartened to see the death of “retro-future” styling in favor of simply style. Mad pimpin’ style, but style nonetheless.
But it has it’s perquisites.
Read more "Pimpin’ Ain’t Easy…"Baby, baby when I look at you, I get a warm feelin’ inside.
– Prince, speaking of Victoria Principal and the 2008 Rolls-Royce Phantom Drophead Coupe.
What a tough time to split up, with the holidays and all. Know that I am here for you. As long as you resemble this (the one in the middle). (I assume that having a husband that’s a well-known plastic surgeon in Chicago means you had nip/tuck privileges as needed) Yes, it’s strictly a physical thing. Yes, it will be your treat, since you have a $50 million empire and I have a $1.99 trial subscription to World of Warcraft and a Mustang. Still, it will be worth it. I promise I won’t stalk you after I am through with you, although I may pop out of the shower as if the whole previous season didn’t even happen.
Victoria Principal leaves loser husband for Dr. G. Read More
Evil minions Don “Dick” Rumsfeld and Dick “Dick” Cheney, with their (our?) overlord Jerry Ford.
John Edwards to America: I’m “special.” Also This campaign is about two years early each of us taking responsibility for our country’s future — and ensuring America’s greatness in the 21st century. It is a campaign not just about what we can do in the White House — but what we can do on the […]
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Nothing buffers “today’s new country” (which the kids claim not to like) like the best fucking music ever.
Read more "Why Santa kicks ass"Karma: how would you know anything about “the best fucking music” in any context.
Me: I know the answer to “what is the best fucking music ever” is unlikely to ever fall under “today’s new country.” Now STFU. It’s Christmas.
of a deadline (e.g., 12/24), makes you buy shit like this:
