I'm not tall, I'm not grande, I am venting.
With whip...because sometimes you need something light, sweet and fluffy.
"Nucular." She pronounces it, "nucular."
(What's the difference between George Bush and this lady? Sadly, nothing. Ok, breastages, but I'm pretty sure Dubya sports some Texas-sized man-boobs.)
Things would be so much easier if we all adopted the Sarah Palin approach to life: “You know, Mrs. Massengill, I may not answer your “History of Soviet Russia” essay question the way you want me to, but I’m gonna tell you about the time I got drunk and put dog shit in my neighbor's mailbox…” Now, if you'll excuse me -- my third caffe mocha vodka valium frappalatte is ready. With whip.
I'm still not entirely sure how I found your blog...but I'm so glad I did. You're hilarious! If Erma Bombeck and George Carlin had produced an illicit love-child, I would imagine that child would write like you.--Ed
The clip of Potter smiling- it's truly priceless! You can see that he clearly wants to smile for you! Love it- and btw- I look @ your blog regularly. It lifts my sprits every time- it's a daily fix of love, peace, hilarity & happiness that we can all use, ecpecially these days. Thanks!--Judy