This Sunday, I had the privilege of attending a party at Clif's residence, AKA the home of Outside the Tent. Clif blogs like a rock star and he lives like one, too. He has a killer tv and surround sound system. This is the kind of setup that can blow your socks off with the average Jerry Bruckheimer soundtrack. I didn't want to distract from the focus of the party, some sort of sporting event, but I am fairly certain that the screen measured .35 wangs across.
Fanny, Clif's supremely cute dog, was quite the host. Contrary to previous posts by other bloggers, Fanny is the cutest dog on the internet. We are still awaiting results on the rest of the world.
ADDITIONAL: Let me spell this out for you! Smokey Dog may have the handstand piss position, but he is not even in the same realm of cute as Fanny. The continued silence is only confirming my statement as fact.
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I see that no one has risen to the challenge of dislodging me from my position as cutest dog on the Internets. Ha! I win again. This is not conceit; it is merely the truth.
Wow, that's a big TV.
Your goddam right it's a big TV.
The kind of TV that makes movies a virtual reality simulation. Especially the dirty movies.
How many wangs across was Fanny??? Wait... wasn't that an SAT question?
Especially the dirty movies.
I don't know. I can't imagine it's a good thing to see Jeff Fahey and Teresa Russell simulatedly enjoying simulated coitus in too much detail...
Aww, that IS such a cute dog!
I want to blog like a rockstar- how do I go about doing that?
First step to blogging like a rockstar: Invite me over.
Second step to blogging like a rockstar: Have Jell-o shots ready.
Third step to blogging like a rockstar: Research the hell out of your topic of scorn.
Fourth step to blogging like a rockstar: Heap massive amounts of hilarious scorn upon your target.
I.e. Be like Clif.
First step to blogging like a rockstar: Invite me over.
Second step to blogging like a rockstar: Have Jell-o shots ready.
Third step to blogging like a rockstar: Research the hell out of your topic of scorn.
Fourth step to blogging like a rockstar: Heap massive amounts of hilarious scorn upon your target.
I.e. Be like Clif.
If I were going to blog like the Pussycat Dolls I would have Jell-o Shots ready.
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If you were to blog like the Pussycat Dolls, you would need the shots.
I am not even sure those cats all have their shots.
Oh good, thanks! I'll work on it.
AG could live like a superstar too if she had Clifwagon's job.
And why was AG not invited?
This post is so trying to one-up AG on the mdhatter situ.
Whatevs.
Dude. I thought of you today.
I sat three feet away from James Baker at lunch today. A little family-owned sushi place.
I thought about posting something about it and what kind of sushi he ate but I thought he might send his lawyer after me.
(Hell yeah, I overheard his lunchtime conversation.)
Smarty, you better watch out. James Baker is not going to be down with this if he talks to Tuckbag.
The lawyers are being marshalled as we type.
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