Stacy got a Muir-lanche!
How come I didn’t get one? How come Chris never does anything for . . . . uh. Um. Never mind.*
And don’t worry, Stace: remember that the man always overheats his office. But, um . . . you might want to swap out those stripes for a solid next time you’re Speedo-shopping.
Even Stacy’s Mystical Speedo won’t save the President now, though: he’s too far gone. It’s just a matter of time: a little time to replace him, and a lot of time to undo the damage.
And . . . Wolverines! But the fact that I ordered the kitchey, campy DVD of Red Dawn is all Cynthia’s doing.
* Well, other than providing me with a new look for the blog. New state-of-the-art cartoon header, and all that. But that was, like, last week.
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Hey, I — for one — don’t come here for the Speedos. But maybe I’d better put up some chicks on my page.