So, been a long ugly week and I wanted to get wasted and laugh at something, plus my Bob Dylan documentary was due back tonight. So I fixed myself an extremely large whiskey and water and headed up to Blockbuster to drop off Bob and pick up My Name is Earl, a surprisingly good TV show, on DVD. I figured that if dull-witted rednecks couldn't make me
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Jeez, if you'd been there, with $15, we coulda had a major ferakin' party.
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Never considered myself a hippie, but that is a description of myself I hear quite often. Especially at the Union, where I was considered the resident hippie. Although, to be perfectly fair, anyone who doesn't wear polo shirts, use the word "faggot" as a perjorative, or refer to grown women as "girls" is considered a hippie by the frat boys.
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I've heard good things from courtney. Mind if I add you?
Heh. My Name Is Earl. I named my two new kittens Earl and Randy.
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Yeah, I'm diggin' the show. The original title of this piece was "You'd better look at my boobs while I'm talkin' about 'em," which is one of Joy's lines from the show. But I switched it.
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