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I think we have too many ways to expressive ourselves and our opinions these days.
Back in my day, you had to call an 800 number to complain about something, speak to management, fill out a comment card. If you absolutely had to get something off your chest or you had a helpful suggestion or a recipe you felt necessary to share, you posted it on the bulletin board at church and/or the grocery store.
In the early years of the internet, you searched out message boards and forums and chat rooms to discuss your proclivities and it took for fucking ever because you were rockin' a dial-up connection and sharing that connection with everyone in your dorm.
What I'm saying is, expression was a lot of work.
And often times enough, once you've spent 15 minutes with a "clever thought" or a heart full of rage, you realize it's not very clever or you are the asshole and you drop it.
Now...well...you can say 60 regettable things in a minute and the whole world can see it.
The whole world.
And you can spend your time consuming and posting about ridiculous things like advice on pooping.
And this is Reddit's fault.
Or is it?
Maybe Reddit is just a symptom of the disease.
Whatever it is, I don't use it and I certainly don't know what a "subreddit" so that made Round 3 kinda awkward for everyone.
Thank God we got out of that weirdness and into the Satan stuff pretty quickly.
Also, did you know that the Greek word, "phileadelphia" has over 32 different meanings?
No?
Then spend more time at the Irish Rover.
Aaaaaannnndddd...
I would like to add that the Wolfmen really screwed the pooch this week missing quiz. Round Two was an audio round on all things wolfish in nature and they would have crushed it.
Just goes to show, missing a quiz is for dummy heads.
And people in spring intramural sports.
Next week...ah, who knows.
xoxoxo,
chells.
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I guess, when you start out the evening with a round on plus-sized men repeatedly using the words, "Bitch Tits" and "Man Boobs," anything can happen.
And by anything, I mean you can immediately go into very intense rounds on the news of the day, politics, and the slicing and dicing of the world as we know it.
Or as we don't know it.
Seems that, while most of us were pretty well-versed in the workings of the Anglo-Saxons, we once again turned our clear blue eyes away from those a little further south.
I'm talking about Syria, kids.
I'm always talking about Syria.
There's a war going on there RIGHT NOW! Children are beheading adults! Russia is selling weapons to the Syrians! America is getting involved in yet another Civil War! Isreal is involving themselves, too, and that is usually not the best thing. I mean, do you even know what the Ba'ath Party is or do you just assume it's one of those Tupperware party-type things were ladies discuss essential oils and gels vs. foams?
You have to get informed, geeksters.
And then, as if I'm not riled up enough, I just watched the video for the Beach Boys, "Kokomo."
As many of you know, I fucking hate the Beach Boys.
While this is not the most popular opinion out there on the block, it's my opinion and it's valid so there.
Plus, the Beach Boys are a total piece of shit band.
Musicality aside, their lyrics read as if a person with a severe head injury wrote them and this cannot be more apparent than with "Kokomo."
Basically, Mike Love is just awkwardly fondling a saxophone for a crowd of ten people while John Stamos (for whatever reason) is grinning like an asshole occasionally hitting a steel drum while smooth harmonies list out EVERY ISLAND IN THE GODDAMN WORLD.
AND WAIT!
Tom Cruise makes a few appearances as it seems this video was not only taped on the set of Full House but is also the official video for the official song of the movie Cocktail.
which is a fucking terrible movie.
This song is so awful that the Ghost Corpse of Brian Wilson didn't even want anything to do with it.
And that guy barely knows where/who he is most of the time.
Alright.
I'm going to go beat my head against the wall until the wailing of Carl Wilson is replaced by a steady dull ring.
Because that would be more pleasant.
I'll see you next week, children.
xoxo,
Chells.
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Man, last night's quiz was tighter than Mother Teresa's asshole.
Jesus Christ, Himself, would have been proud with the way we spread the cheeks of the Irish Rover, opened 'er up wide and slid, lube-less, into the night.
And I FINALLY got to use my degree in Musical Theater!
My mother would have been so proud.
Next week, I will demonstrate how to properly boil an egg.
Wow.
xoxo,
Chella.