An outline of a concept piece of Old Time Radio and how it keeps a family close.
Unlike Lara Croft, no one spends hours staring at my breasts. And I’m thankful for it.
Did you see Bring it On? This it was funny? Me too! Bring it On Again though, looks like total ass. I live in fear.
Don’t worry. If the giant spider touches Frodo, Sam’ll kill her.
Bleah. Bleah. Ugh. Bored. Tired. Lazy. Snarky. Bitter. Apathetic. Fuck off and kill yourself, cause I’m too busy to kill you.
I got this spam today and it made me laugh so much I had to share.
These are mostly true stories. I tried writing them on my palm (using Azure instead of Kablog), only I think I took too long to write it. Next time, I’ll try copy and paste.
This is a true story, and it’s as close to personal as I get with online people. Hell, real people get similar tales. I just don’t like telling the world my Life’s Traumatic Stories the moment I meet them. I’m funny that way. The story is that a cat was born, lived 15 years, and died. And I miss him. If you’re squeamish, you may not want to read this, since I’m going to tell it like it is.
No, I’m not ripping off History of the World, Part One. Honest! It’s just that Yul Brynner has sexy legs, Anne Baxter is perfectly lovely and Yvonne De Carlo in her pre-Munsters days would woo anyone’s heart. But right now, I’m with my gran in saying that Yul is just pure hotness.