January 12, 2008
Because I Can
Update: Yanno.... *friends* do not make fun of friends for wearing pink socks. Just sayin'.
Posted by Cassandra at January 12, 2008 09:49 AM
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Posted by: Carrie at January 12, 2008 10:39 AM
I feel a strange disturbance in the Farce.
Posted by: Princess Leia, running like helk at January 12, 2008 11:02 AM
Oh for God's sake..You go stand in the corner today.
WITH your pretty pink socks.
Posted by: Carrie at January 12, 2008 11:25 AM
ABBA is back with pink socks and Mary Janes?
Posted by: vet66 at January 12, 2008 11:30 AM
Heh. I googled the lyrics for the Pearl Jam song. I think the misheard ones made more sense. :P
Posted by: FbL at January 12, 2008 11:46 AM
Yeah. I love several Pearl Jam songs (mostly the slower ones) but Eddie Vedder is not a thinker, that is for sure. You just have to close your eyes and drift. It is mostly music to have sex to, or...,
Well, yeah. Just don't try to think. Your head will explode.
Posted by: Princess Leia, running like helk at January 12, 2008 12:10 PM
Eddie Vedder is possessed by Satan.
Just watch the video for "Jeremy's Spoken"
Bet he wears pink socks too.
Posted by: Carrie at January 12, 2008 12:23 PM
If you're bringing pink into the corner, you gotta bring beer. Don't pay any attention to that dartboard.....Carrie left it for me so I'd have something to do while awaiting Mongo's beer-gram.
Posted by: Sly2017 at January 12, 2008 03:00 PM
Oh hell, after the pink comments, I'm probably back in the corner with you..
Here's the beer and please pass the guacamole.
Posted by: Semper Fi Wife at January 12, 2008 04:09 PM
After listening to that first one I can see why you wear pink socks!
Just so...so...Euro doncha' know! ;-)
BTW, when it gets cold if you wear pants that actually come down to your feet you'll stay a lot warmer! And furry slippers! :-o
Posted by: JHD at January 12, 2008 06:01 PM
So let me get this straight.
Those are not the lyrics?
Posted by: Slow On at January 12, 2008 07:50 PM
Aloe? Ju need a Rosalita Stone for de feegureng of de leerics... Ju kno
Posted by: Mongo's Latin cousin at January 12, 2008 08:35 PM
So let me get this straight. Those are not the lyrics?
By Jove, I think you've got it...
Posted by: Right On at January 12, 2008 09:15 PM
By the way JHD those are capris, and I like them, at least the classic black ones that are trim and not all baggy at the bottoms (which I cannot get away with b/c I'm small). Audrey Hepburn wore them all the time.
So there. Aside from jeans and shorts I pretty much live in those things. They go with everything. The only reason I had pink socks on was b/c my son's house was freezing and my feet got cold.
Posted by: Right On at January 12, 2008 09:22 PM
One word: sweat pants! :-o
You were in GA in December woman! TLB wears those capri things all the time but even she retires them in December! (note to self: NEVER get these two together!)
BTW, jeans suck too when it's cold. Unless you wear longjohns under 'em. I prefer the longjohns with the flaps personally. You can guess why! Heh!
Christmas present for 2008 - one prepaid month at your son's local EMC for the month you visit! ;-)
Oh, and now you use my Audrey Hepburn fanatsy against me too! You are a mean, mean womyn! :-)
You been in the Jamison again Pile? he-he!
Posted by: Fashion Adviser to the Stars at January 12, 2008 10:19 PM
Wow...so much fun to play...
Posted by: Carrie at January 12, 2008 10:23 PM
I liked part in the first one that said "run from a slutty date" featuring a picture of Paris Hilton.
As for the second one, it was hilarious!!!
(Made we want to check the lyrics too...)
Posted by: camojack at January 12, 2008 10:58 PM
"Unless you wear longjohns under 'em. I prefer the longjohns with the flaps personally. You can guess why!"
As the Late, Great Lewis Grizzard said... "Damn, brother, I don't believe I'd have told that."
Posted by: Grim at January 13, 2008 01:56 AM
Aw man! I so miss Lewis!
Just for you Grim,
“It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato.”
“Sex hasn't been the same since women started enjoying it.”
“I don't think I'll get married again. I'll just find a woman I don't like and give her a house.”
“If you ain't the lead dog, the scenery never changes”
“If love were oil, I'd be about a quart low.”
"Why do service stations lock the bathroom door but leave the cash register unlocked?"
"There is something wrong when you wait in line thirty minutes to get a hamburger that was cooked for ninety seconds an hour ago."
"Kinky sex involves the use of duck feathers. Perverted sex involves the whole duck."
"I don't have any out-of-body experiences. I had indeed seen a bright, beautiful light and had followed it, but it turned out to be a Kmart tire sale."
Lewis’ advice to Atlantans in case of nuclear war: "If you live on the South side of Atlanta, get on I-75 and go south. If you live of the North side of Atlanta get on I-75 and go north. If you are a Yankee get on 285."
"Women who drink white wine either want to get married, sell you a piece of real estate, or redecorate your house. Either way, it's expensive."
"In the south there's a difference between 'Naked' and 'Nekkid.' 'Naked' means you don't have any clothes on. Nekkid' means you don't have any clothes on ... and you're up to somethin!"
"A dawg is a Southern man's best friend."
"You can't perfume a hog."
"I'm a white man and I'm a Southerner. And I'm sick of being told what is wrong with me from outside critics, and I'm tired of being stereotyped as a refugee from 'God's Little Acre'."
"Most non-Southerners think men named Bubba are nothing more than ignorant swine who wear caps with the names of heavy-equipment dealers on the front, shoot anything that moves, listen to music about doing bodily harm to hippies, and put beer on their grits."
"What's always been wrong with golf is, any way you slice it, golf is a dull game. The players are dull, robots carrying sticks. They don't even spit or scratch their privates like other athletes. The spectators are dull. They applaud even when some guntz hits a good shot. The television announcers are dull, too. If Dave Marr cracks you up, you probably think Bernard Kalb is a riot."
"ESPN uses 'in your face' to promote its sports coverage. 'In your face' is just another way of saying, 'Up yours.'" (in reference to showboating athletes and bad sportsmanship)
"Dorsey Hill thinks when you die you go to Vince Dooley's house. He can't wait."
Posted by: JHD at January 13, 2008 09:50 AM
""Kinky sex involves the use of duck feathers. Perverted sex involves the whole duck."
I see no mention of mazola oil, visqueen, or potato salad.
Posted by: Sly2017 at January 13, 2008 12:57 PM
That's only 'cause Lewis had no Cajun blood in him! :-o
Posted by: JHD at January 13, 2008 07:04 PM
Gee, thanks, Cass. I had finally put that damn Numa Numa song out of my head until you brought it roaring back. Is it any wonder that the euros with any brains all came here? The rest are back there coming up with songs like Numa Numa and making the Hoff a big star in Germany.
Posted by: a former european at January 13, 2008 07:28 PM
Lewis was a Jaw'jan through and through.
Back when I was able to travel a whole lot better than today I would go to our property in Talbot county for the usual deer season shenanigans. That trip would take me through Moreland. And every time that I would pass through that little town I'd think of Lewis.
Yep JHD, I too miss Lewis.
Posted by: bthun at January 13, 2008 07:45 PM
I live in Lewis' hometown.
Love that man. He turned me on to Vidalia onions.
Transplant that I am, even I got the reference to I-285.
I miss him too...
Posted by: Cricket at January 13, 2008 08:13 PM
That was hysterical. The CLUs LOVE the Numa-Numa
song. Of course, no one beats the Navy doing it.
Posted by: Cricket at January 14, 2008 08:40 AM