Awwww…
Oh, and PS, AWWWWWW…
(That one’s for @unsunghero00.)
This thing is silly, but srsly, I wish they all could be Utah valley girls. Check’em out. They’re truly a breed apart. And this is a rare peek into their world. I’m not sure what exactly they’re doing to give themselves that super-distinct look, but, they’re doing a very thorough job of it. I guess it’s some kind of ratio of overly-styled hair to eyeliner. No? I dunno. Oh, and I love the accents they’ve got! Whenever people ask me about a Salt Lake accent - what is it? (which is constantly, btw) - I tell them to Think Rosanne Barr w/out all the awesome sarcasm. As for the boys’ look? Think Chops, the farmboy Paris Hilton was fucking on The Simple Life. Boys in Utah come in only two flavors, gay-looking goody-twoshoes, and Chops. Check out the boys in the video. There’s one of each. Love ya, SLC.
I’m sorry but there’s something really fucking ridiculous and disgusting and psychotic about this recent news that Pope John Paul II used to whip himself with a belt “to bring him closer to Christian perfection.” Now, I’m not overly studied when it comes to Catholic dogma, but, isn’t the pope supposed to be the picture of Catholic/Christian perfection? Like, incarnate or whatever? Oh yeah, the word is “infallible.” And isn’t that the basis for their whole fucking church? Poor Catholic dears. They can be actually infallible - they can even be actually The Pope - and still need to beat the shit out of themselves for being bad people. Glad their standard isn’t one to which I hold myself. It’s reeeeetaaaaaaarded!
Okay, so, I couldn’t find the original Carol Burnett version of this joke, The Wide Mouthed Frog, but, here’s a pretty good, if amateur LOL, retelling of it. Should have special significance to @xopherok + @judithbaicich.
Yes, this is dogshit in a paper towel on the sidewalk. If I may… What happened here? Did, as @suddenlyjen suggests, someone simply forget the final crucial step of putting it in the trash? That seems implausible. I think they would’ve just left the dogshit alone, right? Why get it into the paper towel in the first place. I dunno. Did something drag it out of the trash? If so, I doubt it was a dog. The trashcans are too tall for that. And if it was a dog, wouldn’t they have eaten the dogshit? Otherwise, why go to all the trouble of jumping into a trashcan to retrieve it. Anyway, my hypothesis is that a bum dug it out of the trash, thinking it might be something to eat. He/she walked on, unwrapping the “food,” only to discover that it wasn’t food. It was dogshit. And dropping it. Anyone got a better idea?
Are y’all as excited as I am about the epic comeback Pee-wee Herman is about to make? It was in this last week’s New Yorker and the current Blackbook. Clearly, it’s happening. Yaaaaaaay!
Could Anderson Cooper’s ratings really have decreased by 70% in the past year in the 25-54 demo? This stuff’s hilarious!
