Revelation
..I feel like I'm living on the edge...
...I'm like [pause] the Amy Winehouse of Sugar!
- furball, while eating part of a red velvet cupcake after a self-inflicted (and hypoglycemia-inducing) sugar hangover
In this blog, our group of friends stay in touch, reliving a tradition near forgot. Here's a safe place to embarass, harass, love, laugh (then barf then scream) and much MUCH more. Be careful what you say, it may come back to haunt you! (like ferberace in a gold-lame get-up hiding behind your shower curtain) If the magical administrator forgot to invite you, she probably doesn't have your email and it's not her fault.
..I feel like I'm living on the edge...
j: What are you going to do with that broken dvd player?
f: I don't understand why gratuitous blood, gore and violence are perfectly acceptable in movies but not POO and PEE. People can be covered in blood and it's OK but not POO! Nooooooo, POO and PEE are Taboo!!!! POO is bad! They even have tons of blood and naked body parts on TV but no POO!!! What the heck??
I've recently discovered the joys and delights of the Dave Chapelle Show. I've decided that he is like, the black Bugs Bunny, and I mean that as the highest, highest compliment. No really, think about it. He's halarious, silly, laughs in your face, screws around with people and is usually in costume.
In a recent conversation regarding the over-use of a laserpen as a cat toy for Spoo Kee, in which he can never, ever catch the red dot: