Posted on March 3, 2008 by Aunt B.
Tonight’s episode of Paranormal State has left me feeling a little gross. I can’t put my finger on exactly why, because in general, I love ghost shows. And tonight’s episode, about the mothman, should have been a sure case of demonic ridiculousness.
Instead, I think, it highlighted everything that’s wrong with the show–the blurry lines between [...]
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Posted on March 3, 2008 by Aunt B.
So, I’ll just say up front that, yes, I’m fat and yes, I have mixed emotions about it, because, yes, I, too, wish I had a tiny smoking hot body and that when I walked in the room, people quivered just looking at me and I wish my dog could talk to me, too, but [...]
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Posted on March 3, 2008 by Aunt B.
Because you will get caught when you laugh out loud at the police dog trying to bite the other cop.
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Posted on March 3, 2008 by Aunt B.
I have just witnessed what may be the stupidest thing to ever happen at my Qdoba. So, I’m standing in line waiting to purchase my chicken burrito, which is not as exciting as my beloved flat iron steak burrito, but I don’t want to have to have my bypass surgery until after folks have perfected [...]
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Posted on March 3, 2008 by Aunt B.
Courtesy of Jeff Fecke, we learn that both Bill Hobbs and Robin Smith of the TNGOP are descended from…
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…yes, I know, you’ve already guessed, but let’s arrive together at the punchline. It’ll be like sharing a snuck cigarette out behind the barn together. It won’t be as awesome as we thought, but we’ll [...]
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Posted on March 3, 2008 by Aunt B.
I bought a rice cooker. The Butcher thought this was so hilarious that he demanded I immediately blog about it so that y’all could know that I’ve turned my back on conventional pots and pans. He sat around all afternoon going “WRRrrrrr” until finally I was all like “What? What?” and he said, “Oh, that’s [...]
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