Don't cast me to the wolves, y'all. I'm still here. Just am busy as hell and I wouldn't feel right half-assing my blog posts just to say I filled some quota. Once the world has been set to rights, I will be back, in dramatic tang fashion.**
**The correct term is "in dramatic c*nt fashion" in reference to The Gays among us. But, try as I might, I cannot type that word, let alone say it/use it/call anyone it who is not a Gay. Cindy McCain I am not. And for that I thank--on bended knee--the one we call J-E-S-U-S.
Speaking of Jesus, I recently compiled a list of My Favorite Men (besides my guy friends) and He was on it. The list goes:
1. Jesus.
2. My dad
3. My godfather, Uncle C
4. (tie) Barack Obama and Jose Cuervo
Now before you say anything, to me, Jose Cuervo is, indeed, very, very real. Anyway, stay tuned because, as we've been studying binary opposition, I will probably make a list in the very near future of my NOT-so-favorite men. This you won't want to miss. Here's a hint: John McOldFart will probably be on there somewhere.
And that's just in the politics category...
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I am soooo not a drinker so it took me a while to realize who jose cuervo was lol
Sir, sir, sir. Jose Cuervo is...majestic. It tastes like love and rainbows.
Or, ok, more like loud singing and inevitable bad decisions.
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