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I am a ray of sunshine - starting fires and causing cancer.

A jack of all asses.

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To be the best Internet jackass I can be and provide customers with unparalleled service in a completely non-sexual way.

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The content of this blog is a celebration of irreverence. Its purpose is to entertain, connect and serve as a forum for my ranting, grumbles and over-sharing. Opinions expressed do not necessarily reflect the opinions of my employer, parents, grandparents, civilized society, most animal species or myself when not menstruating. Quite frankly, they are the product of a deeply disturbed mind. In short, this blog is not for human consumption. If ingested, induce vomiting.

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25 September 09

Things that were in my dream:

  • Kanye West whitewater rafting in a lawnchair.
  • Masta Shake pregnant with Sylvester Stallone’s baby.
  • Unknown man humping a big stuffed bear. Telling Kanye West about how good humping said bear felt.
  • A Hispanic reality show. Think telenovela meets The Bachelorette. In which an unknown man tearfully admits to his devoutly Catholic “Bachelorette” of having had an abortion. Scene ended with a raised eyebrow.
  • Random reports of ants attacking legs to the bone.
Go ahead, analyze that. Please?

  1. steph-honey answered: Kanye West slipped mescaline in your coffee yesterday.
  2. coyotesqrl answered: Analyze? I don’t want to analyze. I want to option your idea for a Telenovela *slash* Bachelorette show!
  3. midseamuffin answered: I’m thinking high sugar alcohol drinks mixed with pizza+ cable tv on while sleeping= random horror REM input.
  4. yhf answered: My phone just rang; I picked it up and a voice said, “Seven days.” THANKS, AIMEE.
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