May 2008
13 posts
I wish I had thought of this. →
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White
Me: Mom, he put way too many blonde highlights in your hair. It is whizite.
Mom: Why do you talk like Snoop Dog?
Me: That’s pretty good that you know that.
Mom: I know. You like to make fun of me on your blog, but I’m actually pretty with it.
[My dad walks into the room.]
Mom: Honey, Genna said my hair is too why-yite.
The Police - Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic
Beat of My Own Drum
I’ve always been musically disabled. I don’t know how it happened, but it’s been like this for as long as I can remember. My first concerts were Amy Grant and Dolly Parton. My first CD’s were Billy Ray Cyrus and Gloria Estefan.
I started realizing that I had a problem when my little sister’s bulletin board was covered with Keller Williams and Chile Peppers concert tickets while mine...
MISERABLE.
When I moved to New York, I assumed my allergies wouldn’t follow me. I’m going to need someone to explain how concrete, trash and one stubby tree per block can generate enough pollen to make me want to eat a bowl of Claritin for breakfast.
John Mayer - The Heart of Life
Dear Pinkberry,
Please close your 3rd Avenue location immediately. The alarmingly close proximity to my apartment has become a serious issue. I assumed the recent New York Times article detailing your disgusting preservatives would slow me down. It, in fact, has not.
It dawned on me last night as I limped to this location (with a significant knee injury in the pouring rain) that your company, much like the...
