No one ever told me what DR meant.
Yes, DR Miss Karen, but you triumphed over that adversity and became a GODDESS, so you certainly showed THEM!
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Did anyone else see A.O. Scott's wildly sarcastic review of the new movie, "Wild Hogs." in the New York Times? The review is kind of a hoot. Here's a teeny excerpt:
"The main thing about these guys — the main source of the movie’s fumbling attempts at humor — is that they’re not gay. Really. Seriously. No way. They may worry about people thinking that they’re gay, and they may do things that might make people think that they’re gay — dance, touch one another, take off their clothes, express emotion — but they’re absolutely 100 percent not gay. No no no no no no. No sir, I mean, no ma’am. That’s what makes it funny, see. "
The link is here, if you care to read the whole thing:
http://movies2.nytimes.com/2007/03/02/movies/02wild.htmlAnd...by the way, BK, have you ever considered entering the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest - you know, the one for the [purposely] worst opening sentence for a [theoretical] novel? With doozies like...well, anything about a gazelle...I think you'd have a good shot at the Grand Prize.
Toodles, all!
