Kudos to Kimberly and Beck for sharing this first thing in the morning. Bastards. I may not get an erection for a week. Apparently, there was a wardrobe malfunction on Dancing With The Stars last night. Unfortunately, NANCY GRACE was exposed. MY EYES! THE GOGGLES, THEY DO NOTHING! For the record, I think Nancy Grace is a bass-mouthed whore fortunate enough to land a gig as a grief pornographer, but that's for another blog. Nancy Grace has a nip slip?! Your move, Hope Solo.
Red Sox September Highlights
Has it been canceled yet? I already knew from watching the promos that this is a show that's virtually unwatchable. Can't be funny. Just can't. Whitney Cummings is far to thin and attractive to be funny on her own sitcom. Fat is funny. Losers are funny. Don't think Whitney is either. Need more proof? Jonah Hill. Who's funnier, the guy on the left or the guy on the right? Next case.
Kind of a random thought here, but who are these people that literally drive around town looking for scrap metal in the garbage? I get it. They sell the metal to scrap yards to make money. Maybe you're like me and there isn't enough money in the world to make me dumpster dive for a hunk of aluminum. I dragged my old patio furniture to the curb the other day, and I'm not kidding, within FIVE minutes, a pickup pulls up and some guy throws it in the back. It's like they have radar or something. Heads up. I'm not planning on throwing out any more scrap this week, but if you guys want to rummage throw my back yard to take some old lawn chairs I would be happy to call 911 on your scavenger ass. Gross.