:: Haphazardly yours, ::

:: Wednesday, September 03, 2003 ::

Thinking of that Mike's Hard Lemonade commercial where the construction worker falls into a stack of rebar...

Ouch!
:: primergray 11:42 AM [+] ::
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My cat's breath smells like catfood.
:: primergray 9:44 AM [+] ::
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Jessica Simpson
where has your love gone
it’s not in your music, no.

You need a vacation
to wake up the cavemen
and take them to Mexico.

Jessica, Jessica Simpson
you’ve got it all wrong
your fraudulent smile
the way that you faked it
the day that you die.

My body’s in shambles
encrusted with brambles
that sharpen the air I breathe.

What’s on the menu?
Jessica can you
take down my order please?

Jessica, Jessica Simpson
you’ve got it all wrong
your fraudulent smile
the way that you faked it
the day that you die.

Tomorrow gets closer
a purple bulldozer
is calling you on the phone.

Your love live precedes you
your son-in-law feeds you
injections of cortisone.

Jessica, Jessica Simpson
you’ve got it all wrong
your fraudulent smile
the way that you faked it
the day that you die.

Jessica Simpson
where has your love gone?
It’s not in your music
So where has it gone then?

Jessica?

--Adam Green


I'll admit it...I'm not ashamed to confess. I had no interest in her until she and her new hubby submitted to the reality show treatment on MTV...and now I think that turning the show into a drinking game is a damn fine idea. But, it needs some rules. Y'all have any ideas? A drink per glare? Finish the drink anytime they seem completely baffled by a mundane household task? Ah, Ain't love grand?.
:: primergray 1:42 AM [+] ::
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Ok...why in hell is Good Morning, Miami coming back for a second season?


:: primergray 1:19 AM [+] ::
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Well, it's been awhile, and I got all distracted in the real world, without following up on the death of a cannibal. I knew there was a connection there...my family's doctor when I was in jr high and high school, and my mom's doctor when my youngest sister was er...in process. He'd mention now and then that he was a doctor in Uganda until one day he got an invitation to Idi's house...people that got invitations to the house never were seen again. So, he and his family fled that night...later ending up in small town Texas. Sure, it's a boring little town, but compared to where he was before, I figure it's a paradise.

And considering his history, it was sure nice of our Saudi friends to let Idi Amin live out his final days in comfort....

Well, I was raised nicer than this, but I gotta say I ain't gonna miss him.
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