Comments | drowsypassenger: You know who else doesn't sell balls?

drowsypassenger

You know who else doesn't sell balls?

Apr 21, 2006 09:02

Babies "R" Us. That's right. Because babies don't _like_ balls. Nope. They like $180 American Idol-themed iPod karaoke mobiles that play the complete works of Gilbert and Sullivan. And who wouldn't want a plush Simon Callow wearing an Apple iPatch proclaiming their little girl's singing flatter than the mattress of a Tokyo harlot to the tune ( Read more... )

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drowsypassenger April 21 2006, 13:41:21 UTC

I already regret that Terrorists line. It was cheap. And heckneyed. And I had a better insult for Simon, but it was too racist. But I stand behind the iPatch.

drowsypassenger April 21 2006, 13:44:35 UTC

Too racist, but so euphonious.

drowsypassenger April 21 2006, 13:47:39 UTC

And now I've misspelled "hackneyed." This post is a disaster. I'm considering deleting the whole thing. Just leaving iPatch.

drowsypassenger April 21 2006, 17:36:37 UTC

Insightful commentary on the state of Catholic ecumenism, 4 comments. Suspiciously grandpa-like diatribe against Babies "R" Us, pushing 8 comments already.

Okay. I see how it is.

mermaid7 April 21 2006, 13:56:50 UTC

Babies like balls. They do.

drowsypassenger April 21 2006, 17:32:54 UTC

Oh, no, no, no. I learned my lesson; I'm not falling for this one again. Fool me once, shame on me...

rev_swiftbright April 21 2006, 15:27:15 UTC

There was something in your voice last night that made me think there was a lj post coming ... a defiance in the face of oppression.

Sexy. =)

drowsypassenger April 21 2006, 17:39:34 UTC

Yup... you were picking up on the barely restrained blarg that was seeping out with each word. My puny cell phone would have collapsed under the sheer force of the unadulterated rage. But Acme, LJ and I had the final laugh! I was just glad that I didn't have to hunt down the hippy toy store, in the end.

I can't help it, it's just my nature. Virile. Sexy. Chillin' with Grandma and hanging out at Babies "R" Us on a Thursday night. Still sure you can run with this wolf, babydoll? `Cause this lupine lover is on the prowl -- for your kisses.

(I should clarify that I'm a lover who is lupine, rather than, you know... a lover of wolves. I'm all about the foxes, foxy lady. Again, figuratively. I'll call you tonight and we can work this all out.)

(On the radio I heard that there was an electrical fire at the 15th street station this morning, and I thought, "Fire in the subway. Fire in the Taco Bell.")

drowsypassenger April 21 2006, 18:31:01 UTC

Whoo. Little carried away there. Just such a beautiful day here that I let my swagger get away with me. Wish I could spend some time with you.