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Chirac to Pose Naked

Dear Wendy: You’re on!

Dante: you hate people
Randall yeah, but I love gatherings. Isn’t ironic?
That’s how I feel about food shopping. Food shopping is my yoga. And for some reason, I can manage to put aside my extreme dislike of most people for an hour…at least until I need to check out.

so…if I were still a bachelor (which I have no desire to be), my behavior this weekend would’ve definately gotten me kicked right out of the club!
The house is clean, there’s laundry going, my beer consumption was at a minimum…the only things that even remotely qualified as bachelorish:
1. my breakfast was not beer and potato […]

“Next up, Johnny Damon. He goes the other way.”
I never knew that about Johnny…
This could only be beat by:
“Next up, Jason Varitek. He goes both ways.”
[edit: the winner is…”that guy loves to whack balls in his hot zone”]

so…Erika has left for the weekend, leaving me to my own devices…”Don’t turn the place into a bachelor pad, potato chips and empty beer bottles all over the place…”
mmmm…potato chips and beer…for breakfast

so…at some point during his trip to Ohio, W was — this might come as a shock to some — talking out of his ass!!!
Unfortunately, I think it was for most of the trip…
Now, explain this again to me: If Iraq has WMD, that’s bad, and we went to war because we KNOW that have […]

after all the crap in the blog world, this is something that makes sense. And I’m not just saying that because she’s my wife *duck*.
[edit: every time I type, or read, “Happy Love-In Day”, a voice in my head goes: “It’s Rex Manning Day!”

so…I get on the elevator to go to lunch, and immediately get that feeling of “what the hell did I just walk into”. Elevator-freeky-nana, that’s what.
The second the doors open, this guy jumps to the furthest corner of the elevator he could get to from this woman, without actually leaving the car. And the sexual […]

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