Archive for September, 2006
…oh. oh, right, there was ER tonight, too.
Guess what came in today?
Hint: now I dead from gag reel.
Look, I don’t care how famous you or your ex-boyfriend are, blabbing the details of y’all’s sex life to the whole world is really really really bad form.
No, I have not read the interview in question. No, I don’t want to read the interview in question; just hearing secondhand about the kind of TMI in it is enough to make me hold up a hand, go “oh HELL no,” and back away. That shit is none of my business
and I would prefer that any such information be gained via firsthand experience. No, I don’t give a shit whether or not you actually dropped his name, people know who you’re talking about.
I think what I’m trying to say is: bitch, have some fucking class.
…excuse me. I’ll just be over here.
Also, I just played a few nice hands of Blind Man’s Bluff with Jeane. Her facial expression may or may not have changed according to her card. I was too busy following the bouncing boobs to notice.
You know, I’m all for hot characters, be they male or female, showing a little skin now and then… but, uh, I gotta say I’m with Lym on this one. Hussy! HUSSY!
Five-Beaver Unite Attack: APPROVED.
Moroon, the Heavy Metal Beaver With Mohawk And Piercings And Leather And His Own Battle Music And Everything: ALSO APPROVED.