If you insert “Jordan Bowes” into every instance of “JB” from my previous post, it becomes 1000% funnier. Thanks Jordan!
Some thoughts on Justin Bieber
Justin Bieber =Titanic era Leo DiCaprio. Babyfaced and harmless. For the record, I didn’t develop a crush on Leo until The Departed. Make of that what you will.
Has anyone else noticed that JB dances like a white Canadian? ‘Cause he is.
It irks me that JB gets compared to Timberlake. Timberlake can dance, for starters. He’s a black(ish) man from Memphis trapped in a skinny white boy’s body. At least he’s not Canadian.
The Biebs will be a hot piece in 15 years, a la DiCaprio. Until then, I will just feel dirty even looking at him.
Having said all that, JB has a very nice smile. There’s something to be said for free Canadian dental work.
Fuck, man
MCA? AND Seau? That means I have to have to enter a “these things happen in 3’s” vote, in the “too young and talented to die” category. Okay then…
Eddie Vedder, in the conservatory, with the candlestick.
But I really hope not. How about one of the Kardashians? They replicate like lizards!
Show of hands
Who just spent almost $700 for plane tickets to BFE Montana in July?? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
For once, I agree with Tracie.
I’m a Broncos fan but I enjoyed his chicken wings
Really sad about Junior Seau, y’all. Having lived in SD, I was somewhat indoctrinated despite my Denver leanings. I ate at his sports bar in Mission Valley more than once. I feel most for his children. Terrible. Everyone is already jumping to the “concussions caused this” conclusion. And while that may have contributed, I think that garden-variety depression from not having a hand in your chosen field any longer has a bigger role. Same thing happened to my dad when he wasn’t an air traffic controller any longer, same thing happens to our service men and women when they separate from the military. I hope the NFL gets with the program in a lot of ways after this.
RIP.
If I said “we’re going inner-tubing”, what does that mean to you?
I am heading out west this morning (which is part of why I’m up so freakishly early, that, and my raging insomnia and the GODDAMN mockingbird outside my window who will NOT STFU, seriously, worst neighbor ever), to the Lubbock area to visit one of Dude’s buddies from the Marines. Or mores specifically, to visit said buddy’s parents’ lake house. And I have been told repeatedly that there will be “inner-tubing”.
For all my semi-outdoorsiness, I have never really much been one for water sports (har har, but really, the whole time I lived in San Diego I spent easily twice as much time in the desert as I did at the beach, and also, please don’t pee on me), so when I heard “lake house” and “inner-tubing”, I immediately thought “drinks and tanning and new bikini and lounging in the lake with my ass planted in an inner tube”. Nope. I guess that means getting hauled around in an inner tube behind a boat at unsafe speeds, which sounds like not only high potential for injury, but also potential for loss of said new bikini. No thanks. I will however gladly ride around on the boat and have beverages and pretend that I’m a Bond Girl.
Good goddamn
I’m at the point where I still have have 1.5 hours to go. Fuck me. The TDPS WILL waste your time! Christ.
This is how murders happen
My voice doesn’t sound like my voice! Again! Apparently!
