Pink. I love the color pink. I love full-sized avatars with lips just like Angelina Jolie's. I love posts with signatures over 100kb, particularity when there's no archive. Tons and tons and tons of additional graphics, gidgets and music lists, that spells I Love You. Reading the writing might kill me. Love kills.
The 'List of Crash & Burn' looks like that smoking, squealing, loosing cluster of cars that went sputtering through the infield of the Daytona International Speedway just a few hours ago. I am positive someone cried. Hard.
LB: I wish he did because then someone here could have a little chat with him about it taking something like a week for dalejr.com to load. Oh, and his 27th place finish in yesterday's race is being qualified as happening in the face of 'pit problems', 'a few incidents on the track', and a 'rain-shortened' race. As with some of this week's reviewees, it is sometimes best to say you simply fuckin' lost.
Also, fuck NASCAR. Back home in the Lone Star State, you can get drunk and pull up a chair next to I45. You won't see the same car twice, they are all real people, not professional drivers, doing things in cars that no NASCAR driver could ever pull off. Trust me. Or don't. The best part is that you don't have to sit next to someone with a mullet, unless you want to.
Pink. I love the color pink. I love full-sized avatars with lips just like Angelina Jolie's. I love posts with signatures over 100kb, particularity when there's no archive. Tons and tons and tons of additional graphics, gidgets and music lists, that spells I Love You. Reading the writing might kill me. Love kills.
ReplyDeleteThe 'List of Crash & Burn' looks like that smoking, squealing, loosing cluster of cars that went sputtering through the infield of the Daytona International Speedway just a few hours ago.
ReplyDeleteI am positive someone cried. Hard.
I smell burning flesh.
ReplyDeleteMmmmm....burnt Eggos.
ReplyDeleteI'm feeling really left out, so I'm going to start my own Indian Emo Kid blog. Even though I'm not Indian. Or a kid. Or Emo. Usually.
ReplyDeleteDoug, I believe you have done enough damage to the blogosphere already. Let it be.
ReplyDeletePerhaps you're right.
ReplyDeleteAbbey Road
Wrong album. Golden Slumber.
ReplyDeleteWow, I'd Blog That needs a few more videos.
ReplyDeleteHow can an album be wrong?
ReplyDeleteA Day in the Life
I'm a Muswell Hillbilly and I'm done with the Beatles.
ReplyDeleteGreat, another "humor"blog blogger.
ReplyDeleteThat's what Ringo said.
ReplyDeleteBut I'm more of a Butterfield Court in Dudley guy.
Mongolian Girl:
ReplyDeleteIndeed. I bet Dale Jr. has a blog on this week's list.
I guarantee that I will hate at least one of these blogs.
ReplyDeleteLB: I wish he did because then someone here could have a little chat with him about it taking something like a week for dalejr.com to load.
ReplyDeleteOh, and his 27th place finish in yesterday's race is being qualified as happening in the face of 'pit problems', 'a few incidents on the track', and a 'rain-shortened' race.
As with some of this week's reviewees, it is sometimes best to say you simply fuckin' lost.
I'm glad I have someone besides my boyfriend to talk to about how badly Dale Jr. needs a whack upside his head.
ReplyDeleteI see I'm scheduled for slaughter (Stuff and Nonsense). In lieu of flowers please send alcohol. I suspect I'll need a drink.
ReplyDeleteNascar huh? Another fine American tradition most of us brown kids don't understand. "golly gee fella! Another left turn!"
ReplyDeleteFormula 1 FTW!
ghost, my template sucks. You might as well start hating me now so you can work up to a really good loathing by the time you get there.
ReplyDeleteJoel: I'm sure it does. You seem likeable. So, to clarify: I wouldn't mind having drinks with Joel. But I still fucking hate his blog.
ReplyDeleteThanatos, count me among the browns then because Nascar completely escapes me. It's cars going in a circle. Loudly.
ReplyDeleteI'd rather watch ice skating. Feel free to judge me.
Christ, one of them hasn't posted in a month. Why do I bother?
ReplyDeleteghost, are you buying?
ReplyDeleteSure thing. I hope you like Prairie Fires.
ReplyDeleteAlso, fuck NASCAR. Back home in the Lone Star State, you can get drunk and pull up a chair next to I45. You won't see the same car twice, they are all real people, not professional drivers, doing things in cars that no NASCAR driver could ever pull off. Trust me. Or don't. The best part is that you don't have to sit next to someone with a mullet, unless you want to.
ReplyDeleteLB, if you think texans are retards behind the wheel, I suggest you visit my neck of the woods
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