Thursday, September 08, 2005

It's Freaky-Naughty


Could there by anything more awkward than watching Dodgeball with your mom and, when White is caught...ahem...fondling a slice of pizza...having your mom go "Gosh, I don't really understand why he had that pizza in his pants like that? That's not doesn't even make sense!"?


No. Not since that time we watched Grease together and I finally realized that John Travolta was saying all the chicks would "cream" for greased lightning. I always thought that was an innocent movie about a boy and his car. Yeah.

In other news -- I just got back from a 90 minutes deep tissue massage so I have to go kill myself now in order to stop the pain. Or else maybe watch some TV and think about all the cover letters I didn't write today.
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