For the pathetically lazy, OCD loser in your life…and yes, we all have one. I would hope it’s relatively self-explanatory, even to them; if not, they’re too dumb to be having sex, even with themselves. They should not be encouraged.
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Still, better late than never. Here’s a delightful musical number from The Kids in the Hall‘s movie Brain Candy.
My friends Jaime and Terry took me to see that when I was going through chemo and not getting out of the house much. This was about the stage where the little hair I had left was as thin as a baby’s and you could see the shape of my skull right through it. Let me tell you, not everyone can carry off the Sinead O’Connor look. Natalie Portman, with her beautifully rounded cranium, is a lucky bitch: my head looked far too much like Machu Picchu for my liking.
In any case, I had never seen my friends squirm as much as they did at this movie, which they did in unison, at the precise moment that Cancer Boy came on. I swear to god, they are each over six feet tall but within seconds they could easily have fit in a shoebox, they shrank so much. Also assumed the fetal position. I think their testicles are still retracted.
I never laughed so hard!
So here’s another snippet of the movie, for all the Friends of Dorothy on the ol’ raincoaster blog.
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Go on, you know how to use the Comments section!
UPI, in a healthy-eating initiative, has spread the word that August is National Sandwich Month in the US, if not in the land of the Sandwich‘s birth. And indeed, the sandwich is an invention to be celebrated: you’ll note there is no such thing as “National Carpal Tunnel Syndrome Month” or “National Misogyny Month”.
With or without mayonnaise, seafood- or meat-based, buttered or margarined or dry, the sandwich is truly one of the highest achievements of the culinary arts and should be rightly honoured in its course.
As with anything that lays as close to the human heart as the sandwich, we all have our own preferences and prejudices. We all have our unique tastes. And I invite you to contribute yours, twofold, in the comments section.
I’ll go first:
1) Clooney, raincoaster, Rickman.
2) Croissant, avocado, shrimp, mayo, sprouts.
Yeah, bit of a comedown, so to speak. But a girl has to keep her strength up somehow!
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Oh dear. Does this mean I’m in for a big life change?
You Are 88% Gentleman |
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You please the pickiest ladies, and you make everyone in a room feel comfortable. |
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It’s true. This is how it works. This, my friends, is why an overwhelming majority of physical relationships fail. It’s true: communication is the secret.
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