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Tiger's Wood
I just don't get why these celebrities get married and have kids in the first place. Is it because they want to be like everyone else, and then behave like the rules don't apply to them? I don't know if an adultry fine would work, but in California's case, it could solve our financial issues in a day.— December 6, 2009 12:06 p.m.
What Is It, South Park, That Porn Did to You?
"pervy eye-maulings" - that's great! Just finished some tomato soup - but I digest.— December 6, 2009 11:50 a.m.
Stairway to Heaven
That was terrific, CF.— December 6, 2009 9:12 a.m.
Tiger's Wood
Anti, always the voice of reason. I agree with everything you are saying, but I guess my point really is the cult of celebrity and the zest in which our "heros" pursue their extra-curricular activities is really quite pathological. How do you cope with the pressure to be perfect? Some drink, some take drugs, some have meaningless sex. I suppose I am really disappointed that someone I used to have respect for turned out to be just another scumbag. But what came first? The celebrity or the scumbag? That's where I was going. It's all so gross. I didn't realize just how many women he has slept with. Apparently the number is really high. I'm over it.— December 6, 2009 8:58 a.m.
Tiger's Wood
Say it. Please.— December 5, 2009 7:30 p.m.
I'm Worried I See My Face In Theirs
Call Star Magazine and tell them you slept with Tiger Woods. That will net you a few bucks. My husband is considering it.— December 5, 2009 10:13 a.m.
Stick It Up Your Butt
What You Need: Comb and scissors or clippers New pivoting razor with multiple blades Shaving cream or gel Shaving oil Shaving brush (optional) Cortizone cream if pubic area starts getting itchy Light, unscented moisturizer For Christ's sake!! Madison Avenue will do anything to get us to part with our $$$.— December 5, 2009 10:01 a.m.
I'm Worried I See My Face In Theirs
I prefer the Megadeth version as well, but nobody trumps the Pistols.— December 5, 2009 9:54 a.m.
I'm Worried I See My Face In Theirs
Oh, Adam, hang in there! Your blog broke my heart. Why are so many people just barely surviving? I am listening to Bridge Over Troubled Water as I write this. Coincidence? I don't know. It just happened to be in the background, I think my husband is watching something on TV like a Simon and Garfunkle concert. I empty my wallet to ever person I know is hurting. Don't despair. Life is full of good things, too. You are a good person. Don't dwell on your mistakes. They are just missteps.— December 4, 2009 6:49 p.m.
Stick It Up Your Butt
Backatcha.— December 4, 2009 5:24 p.m.