Month: May 2001

  • AHHH! This is one of the best Flash games I’ve ever seen. Make Anne Widdecome do “The Sprinkler”! See Tony Blair break it down with “The Cabbage Patch”! See William Hague “vogue”. (Link courtesy of Jann.)

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  • “The Wind Done Gone” is supposed to go on sale June 28, but Amazon still doesn’t have it available to pre-order. Dammit, Jeff! I want this book!

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  • Well of course somebody’s going to get more excited about a DVD player than chocolates. A DVD player costs, like, five hundred bucks, while chocolates are, like, two-fitty. Now, if the comparison were between a DVD player and $500 worth of chocolate, THAT would be an interesting experiment. (Link courtesy of Sore Eyes.)

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  • Ow, you guys! My ass! Seriously.All South Park jokes aside, my bum really does hurt. My legs creak. My lungs burn. Why? Because exercise is the Devil, kids. Just a little tip from your Aunt Kris. So last night I decided to try yet another new class at my gym: spinning. In case you’ve never heard…

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  • Okay, so not only will we have urinals in Trafalgar Square, but all the lightposts will be covered with urine-scented posters as well? Ahh, London, City of Pee-Pee.

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  • WOW. Did you see this young guy Andy Roddick defeat Michael Chang yesterday? I was watching it on the television while I warmed up at my gym. It freaked me out at first because he looks quite a bit like my younger brother, Anthony. I had to leave for my spinning class (more on that…

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  • HA! I take it back. The Bush twins are not Elizabeth and Jessica Wakefield. They’re more like Paris and Nikki Hilton.

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  • Hey, John, I saw your girlfriend on the cover of GQ in a newsagent’s window today. (It doesn’t seem to be on their site though.)

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  • I’m not sure about the real Bill Gates, but I can definitely see the Anthony Micheal Hall version frequenting a sleazy nightclub.

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  • Okay, that is the scariest thing I’ve ever seen. I see now why Labour felt compelled to make fun of ol’ Baldy.

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