2/17/11

Frerbrurary 17, 2011 Oh crap! I'm about to pee my pants laughing. Yeah, I suppose it isn't... no, fuck it, it is funny. Someone did a remix of that Serene Branson on air incident at the Grammy Awards the other night and put it on YouTube. If you are honest enough with your own hypocrisy, look up “Serene Branson (Jake Benson Auto-Tune Remix)” on YouTube. Behead da Pitt! Yeah, express ticket to hell, I just bought mine. I'm still giggling though. Anyhoo, so I see Chuckie has his knickers in a twist about being “just a FaceBuick friend.” Alls I can say is, “Well, a berry very heaveh, aah, heavy do it bird-tation tonight. We had a very dares, dares son, but ‘n’ let’s go hit Tarish taze English for the bit. Behead da Pitt.” So there. OK, what else is there? I'm a little surprised John didn't make a comment about the movie invitation yesterday. He pointed out in an e-mail that I actually have three cars which could pass for pre-1963 vintage: Nadine, The Seven, and the Spitfire. I conceded that we could fudge on The Seven, possibly, but that the Spit is a 1965 model. Then I gave it a bit more thought and decided if we’re fudging on The Seven, we could also fudge the Spitfire. So, I guess I have three cars potentially eligible but it doesn't change the fact that only one of them is running at the moment. Also, I doubt they would want anything as conspicuous as a Lotus Seven rip-snorting through the background of... um, whatever the hell it is they are filming. Behead da Pitt. OK, one more internet meme story and I think I'm done for the day. Someone sent me a text earlier and rather than replying “K,” I replied “Potassium.” Long live Hipster Kitty! Behead da Pitt.