Halloween egg nog is EEEVIL all right
I was so excited to see "Halloween egg nog" at the store (jack-o-lanterns all over the container and everything) that I just bought it, not realizing until I got it home that it has high fructose corn syrup (i.e. PURE EVIL!) in it. So, I'm still drinking it ... and getting a headache ... but I think it's worth it.
Man, it was so fun reading you guys' responses on romance. It's not something I ever thought about specifically before, only knowing I loathed the ads aimed at people who apparently think diamonds and flowers and chocolates are the only acceptable ways of being romantic (and that February 14th and certain other dates are dates when it's supposed to be required). When I tried to think about what I would truly find romantic, I realized it would be something, however small, that showed a fella had paid attention to things I said I liked, and provided them now and then without being asked. It seems like you all feel similarly.
And now, because you might have missed it, and even if you didn't you were probably--like me--laughing so hard you missed a lot of the lyrics, here is the rap Amy Poehler did very well and gangstery for Sarah Palin on the last episode of Saturday Night Live. It's not flattering, though Palin didn't seem to be aware of this.
FYI, when the "eskimos" come in, these are her "eskimo" posse--a couple of white guys dressed up in heavy fur-lined parkas--who shout the stuff in parentheses.
one two three
my name is sarah palin you all know me
vice president nominee of the gop
gonna need your vote in the next election
can i get a 'what what' from the senior section
mccain got experience, mccain got style
but don't let him freak you out when he tries to smile
cause that smile be creepy
but when i be vp
all the leaders in the world gonna finally meet me
how's it go eskimo
(eskimos)
tell me what you know eskimo
(eskimos)
how you feel eskimo
(ice cold)
tell me tell me what you feel eskimo
(super cold)
i'm jeremiah wright cause tonight i'm the preacha
i got a bookish look and you're all hot for teacha
todd lookin fine on his snow machine
so hot boy gonna need a go between
in wasilla we just chill baby chilla
but when i see oil lets drill baby drill
my country tis a thee
from my porch i can see
russia and such
all the mavericks in the house put your hands up
all the mavericks in the house put your hands up
all the plumbers in the house pull your pants up
all the plumbers in the house pull your pants up
when i say 'obama' you say 'ayers'
obama. (ayers) obama (ayers)
i built me a bridge - it ain't goin nowhere.
(ohhh)
mccain, palin, gonna put the nail in the coffin
of the media elite
(she likes red meat)
shoot a mother-humpin moose, eight days of the week
[three gunshots]
now ya dead, now ya dead,
cause i'm an animal, and i'm bigger than you
holdin a shotgun walk in the pub
everybody party, we're goin on a hunt
la la la la la la la la
[six gunshots]
yo i'm palin, i'm out!
Man, it was so fun reading you guys' responses on romance. It's not something I ever thought about specifically before, only knowing I loathed the ads aimed at people who apparently think diamonds and flowers and chocolates are the only acceptable ways of being romantic (and that February 14th and certain other dates are dates when it's supposed to be required). When I tried to think about what I would truly find romantic, I realized it would be something, however small, that showed a fella had paid attention to things I said I liked, and provided them now and then without being asked. It seems like you all feel similarly.
And now, because you might have missed it, and even if you didn't you were probably--like me--laughing so hard you missed a lot of the lyrics, here is the rap Amy Poehler did very well and gangstery for Sarah Palin on the last episode of Saturday Night Live. It's not flattering, though Palin didn't seem to be aware of this.
FYI, when the "eskimos" come in, these are her "eskimo" posse--a couple of white guys dressed up in heavy fur-lined parkas--who shout the stuff in parentheses.
one two three
my name is sarah palin you all know me
vice president nominee of the gop
gonna need your vote in the next election
can i get a 'what what' from the senior section
mccain got experience, mccain got style
but don't let him freak you out when he tries to smile
cause that smile be creepy
but when i be vp
all the leaders in the world gonna finally meet me
how's it go eskimo
(eskimos)
tell me what you know eskimo
(eskimos)
how you feel eskimo
(ice cold)
tell me tell me what you feel eskimo
(super cold)
i'm jeremiah wright cause tonight i'm the preacha
i got a bookish look and you're all hot for teacha
todd lookin fine on his snow machine
so hot boy gonna need a go between
in wasilla we just chill baby chilla
but when i see oil lets drill baby drill
my country tis a thee
from my porch i can see
russia and such
all the mavericks in the house put your hands up
all the mavericks in the house put your hands up
all the plumbers in the house pull your pants up
all the plumbers in the house pull your pants up
when i say 'obama' you say 'ayers'
obama. (ayers) obama (ayers)
i built me a bridge - it ain't goin nowhere.
(ohhh)
mccain, palin, gonna put the nail in the coffin
of the media elite
(she likes red meat)
shoot a mother-humpin moose, eight days of the week
[three gunshots]
now ya dead, now ya dead,
cause i'm an animal, and i'm bigger than you
holdin a shotgun walk in the pub
everybody party, we're goin on a hunt
la la la la la la la la
[six gunshots]
yo i'm palin, i'm out!