Juice
Saturday, November 15th, 2008Michael: Why do you have buckets of blood?
Gob: It’s not blood, it’s corn syrup and red dye. It’s juice.
Buster: Unlimited juice? (Casts eyes upward in ecstasy). This party’s going to be off the hook!
Michael: Why do you have buckets of blood?
Gob: It’s not blood, it’s corn syrup and red dye. It’s juice.
Buster: Unlimited juice? (Casts eyes upward in ecstasy). This party’s going to be off the hook!
Love it.
I mean, dudes dancing around with their midriffs showing? If you don’t get goosechills from the vicarious embarrassment, you’re not a man.
Christie Brinkley was a true beauty - I don’t think I appreciated it before this.
On Facebook, I was invited to join a group (Citizens against FOCA), so I checked it out. While there, I found an intriguing link.
http://www.feministsforlife.org/
I’m not sure I can give a proper explanation without writing at length. Be gracious with me, then, when I tell you that I teared up with joy when the site came up.
I’m that kind of feminist.