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A Couple of Fantastic Ads and a Really Stupid Question

Amy — Mon, 12 Jul 2010 19:18:27 +0000

Three finds that are too great to keep to myself.

Why People Shouldn’t Give Me Tickets to Things

Amy — Tue, 02 Mar 2010 19:21:43 +0000

...At the time I was pretty sure this was Lou Holtz. Looking at it now I see that it is not all all him. But they both wear glasses, so you can see where the confusion might come from... click to read what else I was looking at instead of the game.

Cornbread and Moonshine

Amy — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 21:35:17 +0000

My neighborhood has started a new tradition of cooking things off. It’s no longer good enough to just get together for a hot dogs and beers, like normal neighbors do, we have make a contest of it. The whole cook-off thing started over the summer with ribs, which are the only exception to my half-assed… [keep reading]

So awesome it deserves its own post

Amy — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 22:08:22 +0000

I just had to let those of you who aren’t on Twitter know that my two-year-old used term “butt-gina” to refer to her nether region.

Feel free to use this absolutely brilliant term your own life, as in “Well, doctor at the free clinic, I’ve got this rash on my butt-gina that won’t clear… [keep reading]

There’s a good chance I threw away some truly holy s&%# and now I’m going to hell. Plus I’m out of whiskey.

Amy — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 22:44:49 +0000

It’s been a week and I still haven’t figured out who left the flaming bag of poo on my front steps. Lord knows I’d claim it pretty much instantly because of the inherent awesomeness of the action. I’ve gone through my Twitter account and I don’t think there’s anyone left who actually follows… [keep reading]

Holy Flaming Crap, I love whoever did this.

Amy — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:20:26 +0000

As you all know, I haven’t had much to write about lately. Last night, in a fit of writer’s block frustration, I posted the following request for material on twitter: “i need something to write about. somebody light some poo in a bag on fire and leave it by my front door or something.” AND… [keep reading]

Right With the World

Amy — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 00:15:17 +0000

Scene: As Notre Dame scored for the second time of the day our daughters dance by, twirling in front of the tv in their Cinderella ball gowns, singing about princes and dreams coming true while obscuring our view of the instant replay. Steve waxes poetic about how, as a kid, he would put on his… [keep reading]

Stand-Off

Amy — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 16:08:46 +0000

Something horrible happened to the toothpaste about three months ago–Or, I should say, something horrible started happening to the toothpaste about three months ago. It started with an explosion of some sort, or perhaps a stabbing. Toothpaste is all over the bathroom drawer, making a sticky, minty coating on everything else in it. Prescription drugs,… [keep reading]

Best. Birthday Present. Ever. -Updated-

Amy — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 13:20:10 +0000

For my 31st birthday I got a Dunkin Donuts bumper sticker and a lacy thong in the mail from my aunts and my grandmother.

Seeing as how I can’t imagine the day getting any better, or funkier, I’m going back to bed.

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Wait, it just got better. My neighbor just gave me a… [keep reading]

Balls on the Table

Amy — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 01:25:40 +0000

Seriously people, is there anything more disturbingly fascinating than balls? The thing that I find the most interesting about balls is what some guys choose to do with them. Take, for instance, my friend Fake Name. Fake Name used to use his balls to signal when he was done with something. If he was out… [keep reading]