Things about my life that make me wonder if I'm not just a LITTLE nuts...

Dec 11, 2005 13:36

I love infomercials. So much so, in fact, that I sometimes stay up super late waiting to see if my favorite ones come on that night. I've pretty much memorized the Magic Bullet infomercial and correct people when they quote it wrong. I almost bought a Maxiglide...almost. I cry at the weight loss ones like Slim in 6 and Power 90 b/c the people ( Read more... )

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:) cdawg6wvwc December 11 2005, 20:37:41 UTC
yay, a post from Dawn! I love your posts-they make me laugh... Anyways, I sent you my address, I hope you got it. Have a Merry Christmas and such, if I don't talk to you before then!

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Oh Dawn anonymous December 12 2005, 18:15:20 UTC
Posts like that remind me why I love you. I just cried and almost peed my pants reading this entry...you "flok my socksels" (i find myself saying that to people from time to time, probably making them think I am the one who's a little nuts...but it all goes back to you my dear)

~Gross

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Re: Oh Dawn anonymous December 16 2005, 06:08:35 UTC
...and by the way you forgot to tell the world about how i was on your "thigh list" in sharpie, along with whatever else you wanted to be reminded of when you peed :0)

yeah i feel special

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Token update anonymous December 13 2005, 19:50:03 UTC
I am both intrigued and baffled by your latest post Dawn. I can't figure out if your quirks match that of an artistic genius or a forty-year old bald man sitting in the dark in his underwear with a cat talking with 13 year old girls. After all, you know who else fancied a hooded sweatshirt? That's right, the Unabomber. Either way, I pose this question to you. Do you ever wonder what the people that actually star in the infomercials watch late at night when they can't sleep? Chances are that they already have the product they are so enthusiastically endorsing in bright windpants on television, so they don't need to watch in the wee hours of the morning. Take Tony Little for example. Say he's hanging out with a chick after some super freaky circus sex (or a guy if he's into that) and he's flipping through the channels. All the sudden he stumbles upon himself in some sort of mutant wrestling singlet strengthening his thighs with his infamous gazelle. Does he brag to the girl/guy? Does he remove the sheets which cover him and ( ... )

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would you marry me Dawn? anonymous December 14 2005, 20:19:51 UTC
So I have to agree with Dawn, there is a slight allure from the sight of some washed up actor, or never has been actor who has no life trying to sell you something. I think it is the fact that I know I'll always be better then that person (kinda the same way you get when you look at Chris Blake). Or watching a car accident, it is so bad you just can't look away, it is a comfort thing. I have also wondered what my ass looks like from the back, but then I realize that if I actually picture it, I'll probably vomit, therefore I go to the nearest bar and begin drinking, increasing the size of my anal fat exponentially. As for the hoodies, yeah you are just freakin weird. sorry Dawn ( ... )

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Re: would you marry me Dawn? sweetlilmntneer December 29 2005, 20:50:50 UTC
Ray you are most certainly on the marriage list. I'm just waiting until I have enough money to do right by you. However, even after we are married, drunken late night intercourse is out of the question as, drunk or sober, I'm really turned off by all of the hair that peeks out the top of your thigh highs.

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