i think i give good gifts (this is not a lie). i like to put a lot of thought into the perfect present for my loved ones and friends. but you just never know. i've certainly seen the 'what the hell is this' look when watching for the present perfection reaction. personally, i have extreme dislike for opening gifts in front of people. you have to show courtesy excitement (like when someone is telling you about their fabulous vacation to the south of france and you're trying to act like you give a shit).
i just finished watching the 3rd installment of the documentary about the west memphis 3 - a story of 3 teens who were deemed devil worshippers (for listening to metallica & wearing black) and therefore sacrificial murderers back in 1993 in the wal-mart state. see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/West_Memphis_Three to get completely angry. in watching all of the movies dedicated to this ridiculous tale of injustice, i'm fully convinced that everyone from arkansas: 1) "tawks lak hix"; 2) has never heard of toothpaste; and 3) has smoker's lips. look it up and watch it - its completely mesmerizing.
my husband has rubbed off on me (this is not meant to be interpreted as 'dirty talk') - i'm sitting here by myself watching the nfl playoffs. and i seem to care who wins. for no reason. why are all quarterbacks caucasian? i know donovan mcnabb is probably one of several exceptions - but still. why are there no female football coaches for the nfl? i think football teams should get vertical striped uniforms so no one knows who the refs are.
lies, lies, lies . . . or not
1) absence makes the heart grow fonder
2) at&t has the most awesome customer service
3) tebow is god's choice for superbowl xvli
4) hoodies make one sexier
5) the most senstive part of a dog is its nipples
truth is hard like a 5 day old bagel.
tricia
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