Pout for Me Baby, C'mon, Work It.
1. Not only did my beloved Philadelphia Eagles lose to the meathead Giants, McNabb was sacked a record 20 times. Painful.
2. I've been trying to work my way into Jalopnik for more than a year — they REALLY need some estrogen up in that bitch — and now they've hired some chick with less experience than me but younger. And she's probably slobbing some knobs over there, but maybe I'm just motherfucking bitter! [UPDATE: Said strumpet is overstating her professional experience just a scoonch! Good thing no one reads my stupid blog or I might hurt feelings or something.]
3. Another person said I look like Tina Fey. I look nothing like Tina Fey. Tina=brunette, brown eyes, thin, proportioned frame. Trouble=redhead, blue eyes, huge tits and chicken legs. We do, however, wear the same kind of glasses.
On the upside! I'm going to Las Vegas for Halloween (SEMA auto show) and I got a fabulous new haircut. The best damn stylist in Denver cut 10" of hair off my head and shaped it into something he described as, "less hippy chick". That's a relief.
I look a little like the photo above.
Labels: Pity Party, Waaaah
3 Comments:
I don't think the picture does you justice. Where are the glasses?
Is it time for Mr. McNabb to perhaps retire?
*runs away from Trubs wrath*
:-)
No worries, it will get turned around after the bye week. 6 players with a combined 13 pro bowls played will all be healthy again when we play the J-E-T-S suck, suck, suck!
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