Give me bruschetta, or give me death

Aug 15, 2006 15:26

This is a bit late, but
LaurenC21 alerted her flist of this Fug last night, and I'm still snickering.  Now, it could be because I'm slightly high on Tylenol3 at the moment, but I find it quite amusing that the way to confirm that Shiri Appleby is still famous is for her to get fugged.  Poor girl.

Seriously, I'm still laughing!  Why is that?

I'm absolutely starving at the moment, too, though I blame that on the PR work I'm doing for an Italian fest at the moment.  One can only write press releases about chicken vesuvio, panzerotti, calamari and tiramisu for so long before becoming ravenous.

work, drugs, roswell

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