TC the Terrible NOW Saber Squelch

Tous les Français sont des grenouilles et ne savent pas satisfaire une femme. Jeesica alba rirait dans votre visage si vous lui demandiez d’avoir le sexe avec toi. Cette image est aussi étroitement que n’importe lequel de toi les Français courts smelly de Dick lui arrivera jamais.

Masturbate jusqu’à votre bras obtient des crampes et envie les hommes américains avec lesquels elle aime être dans le lit. La prochaine fois que l’Allemagne vous écrase elle voyagera à Paris pour avoir le sexe avec toi chef devant toi.

Nouvelle année heureuse.

The French are still nuts over Jessica Alba, and not that I blame them for that in the least.  I've crawled all over the MSN Live Search page that is referring all of those frogs and can't find anything that remotely resembles the page they are all viewing.  Of course being able to read French might help.  Good press is better than no press I guess.

• Back in the day the brothers at the frat house had a rating system for farts based on how vile they smelled.  I used to work with a guy that could clear out a entire cube farm after drinking a glass of milk, so I can sort of relate.  Still, fist fighting over farts is a bit extreme.
• All I really remember first hand about President Ford was the Chevy Chase skit from SNL.  That's a shame because he's one of those guys that got handed a pile of shit when he was promoted and did the best he could with what he had.  The funny thing is that kids are taught these days that the entire nation hated him and went ape-shit over Jimmy Carter.  That's a far cry from reality as Carter beat Ford by one of the slimmest margins of that century.  Another example of our crappy public education system.
• A Microsoft product has flaws? No way, man!  Don't buy for a second that it's only a 'minor' problem, or that a real fix is coming anytime soon.  The nerds in Redmond are struggling to stay current and hip and this is just another example of what happens when the marketing department takes control of a tech firm.
• Quicker than I would have thought, James Brown's illegal widow is looking for her check.  Which makes me wonder how much of a cut his agent is going to get from The Godfather's final gig at the Apollo.  It seems like all the really great ones are getting away from us but at least the choir angelic is one voice richer now.
• I miss the good old days when sending a battalion of the 82nd Airborne somewhere was a big deal, and we knew they would fix the problem in a few days.
• Don't hate the player, hate the game.  Or something like that.  But the zealots still want to blow up one of our cities.  Nice.

I'm out for the day.

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TC

It’s back to the salt mines after an eventful Christmas weekend.

The first wave of family left an hour or so after the second wave arrived, so the tense intra-family moments were kept to a minimum. The gifts were a big hit this year, with SDSM making the biggest haul of the kids. She got the normal assortment of clothes and trinkets, but she also hit it big with a new iPod and cell phone. Both gifts made FDSM rather jealous and perhaps made a point about who the good kid really is.

I finally scored the coveted Red Swingline stapler for my desk and a back-lit keyboard for my home machine. FDFM knitted me a brown skull cap that could have come straight from American Eagle and with proof MY MOM loves me more than anybody, she got me the watch that I’ve been eyeing since October. Not the most expensive watch ever made, but the one that completely fits my personality. THE BOY got a butt-load of cheap crap, topped off with the single coolest guy gadget ever invented, ROBO-SAPIEN V2. This thing is so guy oriented that it even belches and quotes Johnny Bravo. And since it is electronic, the hacks are already on line.

THE WOMAN, and SDFM made out pretty well too, both getting pretty much everything on they put on their list to Santa. Of course SDFM momentarily forgot who she was dealing with (i.e. ME)and was stunned when she realized that it really was a Hello Kitty watch in her stocking. Another reminder to be very careful of what you ask for because you will end up getting it.

Back with more later.