Saved you the trouble of unfriending her, it would seem..

I confess, I’m a major fan of guyliner.

THANK YOU. A better question would be, why am I even reading this crap about something I’ve never seen? (ans: curious what theory would be put forth that makes the author think ‘we’ ARE all watching).

And yet they do believe it, that’s the thing. These guys are so far out of touch, they think their fifty*-year-old tactics will just keep on working forever, because they have up til now, right? They haven’t begun to grasp the power of cellphones and social media.

Well. If you change the strap color, narrow the toe, add a bit of wedge to the heel and make the bling smaller, I could go with them. At least they don’t have the dreaded toe-thong that all sandal manufacturers seem to regard as de rigeur anymore.

Wait wait wait. There was a sex position tournament??

One of the things they maybe should’ve thought about before having nineteen freaking children, eh?

OK I need to learn that move with the chair.

Hell yes. Want a week of Cleveland weather? I’d be MORE than happy to trade for three days of sun and temps above 70 :-/

You know, I wonder if the fact that there IS pretty good solid evidence of government (and corporate) evil has something to do with it. If *that* could be true, why couldn’t **this**? And the internet is a two-edged sword here, in that people are learning to question things that would have been unquestioningly…

I’d like to see more pictures of those kilts, but sewing something similar up wouldn’t be *too* too difficult.

The biscuit is particularly salty today, eh?

Had my mind only been so creative. I read it as being about *Howard Stern*’s penis.

Nah, it isn’t whipped, its just kinda runny and nasty. Somehow, my brother and I were responsible for a ‘bad’ can one year at Thanksgiving - funniest damn pumpkin pie ever.

ba da bing.

Thnx - I worry its a bit obscure, so always glad when someone gets the reference(s).

Seeing as how ALL flip-flops are appalling, I think I’m with you as far as that goes. I won’t even drink the wine with that name (yet somehow am less grossed out by Barefoot, go figure). However, I am going to have to consider the 70s high-waist velvet pants for a while. At least as long as it takes me to smoke this…

Totally off topic. Following because of your user name ;-)

On a vaguely related note is this post I ran across earlier today: