Corn Dogs. Roller Coasters. Hot Rods. Motorcycles. Bad portrait oil paintings. Flea Markets and garage sales. Bourbon and ginger ale. Polaroids and old black and white photo booths. Things that are orange that aren't household cleaning products or fruit. Pretty things. Books that are so good you blow off everything yer supposed to do to keep reading. Procrastinating. Napping. Swearing like a sailor. Really horrible punny jokes.
Music
Movies
Anything with Burt Reynolds. John Hughes. Disaster movies except ones that involve volcanos and LA. I hate Tommy Lee Jones and Mike Meyers so nothing with them in it. After-school specials.
Television
Fishing with John. News Radio. Seventh Heaven. Arrested Devolopment. Lost.
How in the world did you find a Latina Kathleen Hannah? I swear we were separated at birth ten years apart in different states to women of different ethnicities. Seriously!
Thanks for the jam's tonite, except why do I get the feeling you have a big bunny costume in hiding??? Hope to see ya at the big-wheel race tommarow morning!
Not you too Tuffy!!! WHHHYYYYYYYYYY GOD WHY!!!! I know your Tuff but if you need anything to help you recover from this terribly rude accident, I'm so available. Mutherfuckers are gonna pay! xoxo
You love of bacon has infiltrated my thoughts.. I started craving it a little, and tried some fake bacon this morning for breakfast.. It was aweful. Tasted like fried bologna..
Though some might say I deserved my sensory punishment..
