The only thing missing is the hairless pussy
It just dawned on me that my fifth blogiversary was a couple of weeks ago. It's too late to celebrate that milestone in human culture (but if you do feel like paying tribute, go out for a pap smear and have the doc yell "Hello...hello...hello...hello..." next to your monkey).
Instead, let me celebrate this warm and fuzzy holiday by presenting to you:
Real Thanksgiving of New Jersey (click on the image to view larger):
Instead, let me celebrate this warm and fuzzy holiday by presenting to you:
Real Thanksgiving of New Jersey (click on the image to view larger):
6 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
love the Sicilian Jazz Hands. Bob Fosse would be so proud. Happy turkey Day!
Ooooookay, then.
*standing O*
I ibid. Squirl.
I'm sure it makes little sense if you don't watch the show.
But really, it doesn't make that much more sense to those of us who do watch.
I've been out of the loop for longer than I realized, by the look of your blog. Dang, how'd that happen? If only I could have email alerts. And speaking of blogs -- I can't believe you started just 6 months before I did! (But I also can't believe 5 YEARS!)
Since I watch NO SHOWS, nothing makes sense, except New Jersey, of course.
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