Showing posts with label hateration in the dance-arie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hateration in the dance-arie. Show all posts

Mar 29, 2009

Raise You A Kelis (I'm OK. You're OK.)

Because I'm so certain it's in the air tonight.... I know everyone's expecting "Caught Out There" but...

Song For You (And Us)

if i gave you peaches
out of my own garden
and i made you a peach cobbler
....
would you slap me out?

Mar 10, 2009

Happy Purim?


I wonder how it feels to murder something beautiful. Let's ask these ladies.

Feb 20, 2009

Haters!

At first, these strap perfect bra things were just another product that gave me a funny commercial to laugh at. But now, said commercial is really starting to get to me. Am I doomed to a life of improper posture, droopy boobs, and "fashion faux pas" because of my permanently dislocated shoulder? My right arm would have to detach itself from my body in order to use this thing. And unfortunately, as father exiled me from the chateau when he found me with the stable hand, I no longer have handmaidens to dress me. What to do? WHAT TO DO?

Nov 25, 2008

". . . you blame the gay couple living next door for the fact that you beat your wife."

A fantastic interview with San Francisco scholar and author, Richard Rodriguez, on the passing of Prop. Ocho (Thank you Mama Able) . . .