My good friend Pete Rinko (yes, I’m bragging) has given birth to a wonderful Christmastime melody. Enjoy, and peace on earth, goodwill to every-dang-body.
Tracks
Me: “You’d better watch out, you’d better not cry, you’d better not…”
My kid: “…sing.”
Boom. Roasted.
Hello Good Morning Internet: Today’s episode of The Clearly Dope is hosted by MISS FINE BOOTY.
I guess I lost my crown. :(
Painfully full from Chinese delivery, and diving into the Moroder masterpiece “Metropolis”. Being at home totally rules sometimes.
Ah, Dublin. I will miss you. With your delicious beer, fun times, beautiful tall men. I’ll be back.
Occupy Dame St, Dublin
This is almost worth trying to punch a shark in the face. ….. Almost.
Dublin
I’m awake in Dublin at 5am. It’s fun hearing drunken arguments, imagining the costumes the participants are wearing. Sexy Pirate vs. Genie? Zombie Doctor vs Zombie Priest? Zombie Pirate vs. Sexy Doctor? The possibilities are endless. As is this jetlagged evening.
I was always under the assumption that it broke the tension.
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“Excuse me, ma’am, see these? They’re bomb detectors. And you’re setting them off right now!”
