Monday, November 01, 2010

I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you.


Another week of horror and shame, and boot-quaking anticipation. Sometimes reviews feel so sneaky, like I'm pouring iocane powder in all these bloggers' drinks and wondering who's got the proper immunity.




Namesake

Blooming Where I'm Planted

Godyears

11 comments:

  1. I once asked a female primate if I could see her chakras. The night went downhill mighty quick after that.

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  2. 'Never get involved in a land war in Asia.'

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  3. Oh, and they should know better than to get involved with a Sicilian when death is on the line. You are Sicilian, aren't you Shiny?

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  4. Mama Mia, you say that to my grandmother, she will spit on-a you. Quarto d'Altino is by Venice.

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  5. So I get to Godyears and the first thing I see is that lame water background. Opinion formed. Next I see an ad for rugsusa, who I just got off the phone with this morning as a matter of fact. That chat didn't go well. Beware of rugsusa's policy. Talk about shifting blame.

    However, to be fair, I start reading the first post.

    Oh crap.

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  6. Ok, some of this

    http://godyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-god-my-prankster.html

    is lost on me but a male Indian who identifies with Tina Fey and is self-deprecating made me chuckle. And I chuckled with him, not at him.

    Additionally, doesn't chuckle sound like something you elderly uncle does?

    Like, "Aw man, that Burt from the lodge, he tells stories that make a man damn near chuckle out loud."

    11/01/2010 9:06 PM

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  7. I tried to bloom where I was planted, but that shit hole was so full of pesticides that I had to move.

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  8. Hello

    Good Day to you im just roaming arround the internet trying to find good quality articles and i notice your blog
    and read some interresting topis you have i really appreciate you work i will come back and read some more very soon

    Thank you very much


    Kathy

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  9. I just read the first post on Godyears, and because it has a lovely story about the great VVS Laxman and also because it takes the time to talk of our moral police, I'll conclude that this is a man who doesn't have six fingers on his left hand.

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  10. ... or his right hand, for that matter.

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Grow a pair.