I used to love Friday's. The last day of the week, the first day of the weekend, the thought of pissing off work for two whole days. Everything was fine and dandy until one Friday a few weeks ago. I got to work, turned on my computer, got ready for my 45 minues to an hour of absolutely nothing but surfing trash news. It seemed like every website I arrived at was head over heels about this song called 'Friday.' Hell to the no. Some wannabe stage mom dropped a shit load of money to produce a music video for her daughter with the hopes of becoming Lindsay Lohan famous. This ruined my day, and essentially how I viewed Friday's. However, my love for Friday was re-established this week! I'd like to thank Jimmy Fallon, Stephen Colbert, The Roots, Taylor Hicks, some cheerleading dancers, and a Yeti. TGI 'FRIDAY,' yo!
Let's get down to business. I have decided to dedicate this Peeves of Yore edition to songs, movies, tv shows, and movies. With an unlimited supply of mindless entertainment, it's quite easy to to come up with fightin' words. Let the show begin...
Blaugra would rather be knee deep in a Monte Cristo from Bennigans and risk immediate diarrhea during happy hour, than watch Hoda and Kathie Lee. Blaugra, might I suggest a frosted beer mug and a box of wine the next time you tune in to those broads? Apparently, that's how they can stand eachother!
For Kate the Peon, commercials using mouth watering adjectives for shave gel, American Idol-like audition rejects for foot longs, and anything having to do with Drop Dead Fred Diva are complete and utter shit. However, she draws the line at anything wand-like vibrating near her eye lashes. That, my dear, is for south of the border on a rainy cold and lonely night.
Dear Readers, Slap some Jergens on that shit and call it a day. Seriously. What the fuck? Sincerely, Joanne
Let's just get down to brasstacks. Give me the quick and dirty. In and out, one and done, up and out. Seriously, just give it so me straight. At the end of the day. Look, the bottom line is. These phrases all represent how MamaKaren would like to see erectile dysfuction commercials erected (hehe). This bathub, rainforest with benches, romantic gazing with rainbows and unicorns just isn't getting anyone's shit up.
So, I would have gotten this out a lot sooner. However, my review went on for 4 1/2 hours. What the fuck?! Well, atleast is was positive, right? My mind is now the same consistency as cream of wheat. With that said, I shall leave you with this. I wish I could put my dicks (aka bosses) in a box for completely wasting my Friday afternoon!
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