WTF -- on track.
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Having taken a week off [whaddya mean, “you were gone?” *whyIoughta...*] I’m skipping ‘round the InnerToobz trying to catch up.
Seems like the cat is out of the bag, the beanz spilled, and the obvious, well… obviouser:
The phrase “A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants" comes to mind every time the Obama- Rice-Hillary combo is at bat.
ayyyyup.
Smart Diplomacy™. Winning… for The Future.
The Governor having asked the WI teachers to pay a paltry contribution toward their own pension funds, [No. A phat pension is not a “right."] seems to have sent their legisKlownz into an undisclosed location a Best Western “resort" scattering across the countryside.
Way to Win The Future, guyz.
At the very least Teh iWon threw a nice concert event thingie…
And can you envision Smokey Robinson with Sheryl Crow? If your answer is no, consider yourself lucky. ...
Nick Jonas, John Legend and Jamie Foxx? Please. No pipes, no chops, no fly zone.
...If “The Motown story is really a metaphor for life,” it doesn’t look as though it ends well.
Wincing. for The Future
there is a time clock here missy. Ahem.
Posted by on 03/03/11 at 01:46 AM
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