This was all over the Tatooine group on Facebook last week, although I came to it via this link.
Leia‘s boozy 22nd birthday party is ruined when a lightsaber duel breaks out. The YouTube is over the jump (yes, I hate that but Dr Mike says it’s kinder to people with dialup).
Where is Banditcar when you need him?!?!?!?!
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Actually, all the FedEx ladies I know but one are gay. But Canadian FedEx ladies, gay, straight, or undecided Guatemalan poncho-clad and living off the Drive, are cool; this is not in dispute.
I knew one woman who worked with FedEx not because they had a great partner benefits program, which I believe they did, nor because the pay was good, which I believe it was, nor because the hours were flexible and suited her, which I believe they did, but rather because, on every cargo flight, there is an extra jumpseat in the cockpit which is available to FedEx employees who may wish to fly to, say, Bali, say, every Friday afternoon and return, oh, say every Monday morning, having surfed and parties the entire time, speaking hypothetically, of course.
Which reminds me to get my damn application in to FedEx. They need bloggers, right? Oh, totally.
In any case, here is the sad, yet amusing and Schadenfreude-laden tale of the star of Apple‘s local talent show, who allegedly-and-apparently got his butt fired for the following, talent-show-rocking, American Idol-worthy performance of, his ode to the Canadian FedEx lady.
And yes, they do indeed all have huge, anime eyes, the colour of Hudson’s Bay, Algonquin Park in October, Alberta sweetgrass, or the ice at the hidden heart of a Baffin Island glacier. Video over the jump.
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God himself only knows how it was that a poor, overworked and obviously demented search engine, perhaps tired of finding the answers to only the most meaningless questions, reached out with the fragile query “Church etiquette for teenagers” and came up with my blog.
Other search engine items that led here:
and the immortal
Let it not be said that we at the ol’ raincoaster blog fail to come through for you, however righteous, gastrically distressed, scientifically curious, or obscene you may be.
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You wouldn’t want to go up against a ninja at a poetry slam. But I had no idea the beret looked so fetching with the balaclava…it’s very Left Bank Che. Video over the jump:
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Video: David Caruso works the one-liners and specs. And he works them like they’ve never been worked before.
What a facial tic is to Robert DeNiro, what a cane was to Charlie Chaplin, what breasts were to Anna Nicole Smith, sunglasses are to David Caruso. In uniting his limitless repetoire of placement and removal with his unmatched ability to deliver the cutting and dramatic one-liner, this video has perfectly showcased the entire range of Caruso‘s talent in less than four minutes.
Is there an Emmy for Best Sunspec Snap? Continue reading
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