Phew!! Dancing with the Stars took its final bow last night. For the first time an athlete won the title, an ACTIVE athlete precisely. Emmit Smith won, yes yes yes, however he is a retired football player. Personally the long dragged out intermission is annoying. Goodness for that monthly steep payment to the cable provider for the DVR service, thus the one who rules the remote control can fast-forward through the jabber. STOP!! Carrie-Ann Inaba is holding up a paddle. At least I saw a legend of mine, Mohammad Ali.
*yawn. Another season ends. Boo hoo.
Nuff said.
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This was a conversation I overheard at the store between 2 men, probably in their late 20s.
"Did you see how the Army is wasting all that money looking for the 3 soldiers who wandered away?" Person 1.
"Yeah. What a waste man. They can spend the money on me instead." Person 2.
Laughter erupts. I steered the cart as quickly as possible to the next aisle to confront these imbeciles. They are a lot bigger than me and they smelt bad.
To the imbeciles, your conversation should have developed this way,
"I hope the MARINES locate the missing soldiers alive and punish those responsible." Person 1.
"If it weren't for their bravery, we will not be here looking at toothpaste smelling like 3 week old laundry, in the comfort of an air-conditioned major retail store. " Person 2.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
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