2005/11/18

Misc. Friday Ramblings...

"If you're being mugged by a couple of clowns, don't hesitate; go for the juggler."
  • It's Photoshop Phriday!
    Condomania!

  • PBF comics.
    Some of the funniest comics I've read in quite some time.

  • Hops in beer may be healthy.
    Alas, more rednecks would be alive today if it wasn't for "Hey Ya'll, Watch This!"

  • 'Cool mom' gets 30 years for sex parties.

    Old and busted.

  • 37 year-old teacher marries 15 year-old student.

    New Hotness

  • Woman dies after ants eat her eye.
    Lasik via Amdro?

  • 'Baywatch' Babe Breaks Neck In Diving Accident.
    Mystery muff is still wanted for questioning.

  • Fla. Senator Wants Pink DUI License Plates
    Sen. Mike Fasano, of New Port Richey, filed a bill earlier this month that requires the first three characters on the plate to read "DUI."

    "Maybe it will embarrass people and keep them from drinking and driving," Fasano said. "Maybe they'll think twice."

    The bill also says police "may stop any vehicle that bears a DUI plate without probable cause to check the driver."

    "It is another attempt to isolate people, point them out and make them subject to ridicule and harassment from peers and other drivers," ACLU spokesman Dean Richards told Local 6 News.
    Well, I'd be inclined to want some sort of indicator that the person driving on the road next to me has been a menace at one time or another. If we are supposed to be driving defensively, how can we without all of the available information we can get about others? Still, too many loopholes. You're tagging the car, not the person. Also, if they have paid their debt to society, why call them out. I guess with the sex-offenders list being so popular, it'd only be a matter of time before everyone's dirty affairs label them.

  • New Rules for Life:
    • Lose that pop-up ad for Classmates.com! There's a reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the football team is doing these days: mowing my lawn.

    • Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blond teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids: lucky.

    • Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: do you have two of them? Okay, we're done.

    • New Rule: There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle of this crap at the supermarket. Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.

    • The more complicated the Starbucks order, the bigger the moron. If you walk into a Starbucks and order a "decaf grande half-soy, half-low fat, iced vanilla, double-shot, gingerbread cappuccino, extra dry, light ice, with one Sweet-n'-Low and one NutraSweet," ooh, you're a huge moron.

    • If you're going to insist on making movies based on crappy, old television shows, then you have to give everyone in the Cineplex a remote so we can see what's playing on the other screens. Let's remember the reason something was a television show in the first place is the idea wasn't good enough to be a movie.

    • No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking up the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's looting.

    • When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to know in months. "27 Months." "He's two," will do just fine. He's not a cheese. And I didn't really care in the first place.

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