Why, oh why... would any spammer think I'd be likely to open a message from someone named Aline Meade with the subject heading "Prescotte itu nwvwb ysj"?
Well, you know what I'd like to say to Aline Meade? I say "fljkdsafakj dfasdghpoopsadfjast retfg err quoot and your penis could be bigger too!"
Last week, I walked by Chapel of the Chimes in Oakland and saw a sign offering "Cremation Tours".
This morning, I walked by Justin Herman Plaza and saw a big tent offering the exciting attraction: "Colossal Colon Tour"
Wiggedy-wiggedy-wack!
Whitney Huston and Bobby Brown go to Israel and meet Ariel Sharon.
And they get all dressed up.
The obvious (if unworthy) thought is, "What, doesn't Israel already have ENOUGH problems?!?!"
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Did I mention I'm painting my living room?
Did I mention I'm kind of sloppy with paint?
