•America's Next Top Model "There are 13 girls standing before me. But I only have twelve photos in my hand." Oh come on. You know you watch it.
•The Sidecar There's something about a nice Sidecar/so mellow and golden a hue/there's something about a nice Sidecar/sometimes I will have even two/there's something about a nice Sidecar/it gives you such vigor and vim/there's one thing I know, it's not the Cointreau/I think that perhaps it's the rim
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It’s Post-About-Chicken day, apparently!
I like it…it moves me. Moves me to wonder why and what, but that’s neither here nor there.
That’s hilarious! Did you go on to eat your little friend?
Flicka, you kill me!
I really don’t know what to say.
I stop by your blog for a quick little humorous pick-me-up and I’m confronted with this disturbing image.
I hate chickens.
As a young girl I was frequently chased by a neighbor’s rooster named Sneakey Pete.
First the hobos, now this.
I’m not at all sure I can come back.