Okay, okay, so I KNOW I promised a PETA rant today, but I found something else I’d rather blog about. Something kinda funny and less likely to get me attacked by rabid PETA supporters.
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I had never seen cellists headbang before this video. The best/worst synth line of the 80’s recreated with three cellos, an orchestral backing, and a lot of rock and roll!
Now, we must all fear evil men. But there is another kind of evil which we must fear most, and that is the indifference of good men.
-“Boondock Saints”
My father and my grandfather were
It’s amazing how many of my recent stories begin with “So, my friend Gwen sends me a text message.”
So, my friend Gwen sends me a text message on Thursday asking if I want to go
Us Christian girls have got to learn to protect ourselves. I mean, sure
Jesus could restore my physical and spiritual virginity, especially if
I lost it to some rapist, but who wants that? I’m saving
So it’s the interesting things you find out from your family here and there.
Take my father’s side of the family. I’m not real close to them, but they’re the “nerdy” side of my family. They’re
So, in case you haven’t heard, US Intelligence has reported that despite President Bush’s warnings of a soon to come World War III, Iran does not have a nuclear program and in fact ceased their
Here’s how you play:
Make a music mix featuring one song from every year you’ve been alive. Doesn’t have to be a top ten single, but should be listed by Wikipedia as either being a top
For the past two years, I have
blamed myself for the end of my relationship and my boyfriend cheating on
me. I was told by many people that it wasn’t my fault, but my
So how many of you have seen a bad movie lately? Something that you honestly just thought sucked. No need to blame the writers or the directors or the way the movie was merchandised, nope.
I had never before in my life heard of a Psychic Fair. The phrase does conjure some unique imagery. So when I first saw signs on Thursday morning advertising a Psychic Fair held by our…
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No, I’m not even joking.
I have Americone Dream Ice Cream. It is crack, and filled with truthiness. Apparently truthiness tastes like caramel. The hat is to protect my anonymity. Also, to keep people away from my brain. My superpower of being excessively emo and angry doesn’t seem like it would be in high demand, but you never know!
“So what?” you might say, “Lushes up in da club (as Spencer Pratt might say) let their thongs show all the time!” Ah, but come closer…Aspiring Pussycats Dolls are passing out from excitement.Source.