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| reality tv and bodily functions | 11:42pm 4/3/2007  |
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I f@$#ing hate that beatboxing jackass on American Idol. He seems to think that being the "indie" one on a show championed by little old ladies and Barry Manilow enthusiasts gives him some kind of bragging rights. His horrible attempts at impressions didn't help either. Jimmy Walker Blue?!?! Survivor is reuniting? And performing on Dancing with the Stars? Did their glory days extend more than 10 minutes before or after "Eye of the Tiger"? Speaking of DwtS, i'm still tickled that they had to give Heather Mills the title "charity campaigner". I guess "former stripper" or "misshapen golddigger" didn't jive with the tone of the show. Now i've got a reworded version of the Beatles classic "Can't Buy Me Love" running through my head, featuring the lyrics "one legged whoooooore, whoooooore". How deliciously evil. After teenage years spent wondering just how Booger was able to emit that neverending burp in Revenge of the Nerds (or any burp at all), i've somehow learned to do so recently. I'm not really boasting, it's more of a curse than a blessing. I can't figure out why after years my body has decided to pick up this habit. Adolescence catching up with a vengeance? | |
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