Balls and Walnuts
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Karen watched that video yesterday — you know, the vid where you learn everything you need to know about the man’s penis power, and how critical it is not to let just any man hit your bottom, and God help you if he gets his sperm up into your brain — when she noticed this trailer for Shrek the Third.
Will this one be as good as the first two? Maybe not; from the trailer, 3 looks a hell of a lot like 1 + 2. Still, even a bad Shrek has to be better than 99% of the crap that hits the big screens these days.
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Where I Live
A 50-something-year-old woman came up to me in the grocery store parking lot. She had noticed our Draft Gore bumper sticker (yeah, we’re Edwards backers, but we would still love to see Gore enter the race, too).
She asked, “Draft Gore? Isn’t he too old to fight?”
Yes, she was serious.
Speechless, I stared at her until she went away.
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Live-Blogging tonight Saturday night at 7:30 PM PST . . .
Quite a crowd, folks, and good fun, except for the nazi punks and the guy with the limp wiener. But I’ve learned how to kick people out of chat — yay!
D.
I adore you, but I’m not getting up at 3am to see you.
I do have a present for you though *squeee!!*
That was great Doug.
Well, except for the neo-Nazis and the wankers.
But the piggies were cute!
See you next week.
We missed you, Lyvvie! And you missed a limp wiener!
Thanks for coming by to: Suisan, Tam, Shaina, Dean & SxKitten, Lucie, and Thorne. Am I forgetting anyone? If so — sorry! What a crowd.
I want to know about the nazi punks and the guy with the limp weiner.
Well, the Nazi punks were 2 or 3 teenage boys with fake tattoos all over their faces (swastikas on their scrawny, hairless chests), and all they wanted to talk about was drinking booze, and if I remember correctly they were making rude comments at SxKitten, so I booted everyone off (because at the time, I didn’t know how to kick off just one user). Limp Wiener Dude was with a girl with a pierced nose who announced, right off the bat, “I’m horny!” and then she pointed the camera at her boyfriend, Mr. Wet Noodle. I kicked them off ASAP, but I ought to have made some snide comments first (you know, about his physical state possibly explaining her lack of satisfaction, etc., etc.)
Definitely a Full Moon kinda night.
I’m sorry I missed Limp Wiener Dude. The punks were just pathetically obnoxious.