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OK well….
Maybe this isn’t as funny as I think it is. But maybe it’s GENIUS.

Plus, so are these.

And, so, earlier today, when I was on the bus? OK there was a car pulled up at the light next to the bus, it was a red, convertible Mustang, top down. There was a badminton birdie hanging from the rear view mirror. And the man driving it was a short, skinny, pimply dude with a baseball cap and big aviator sunglasses. And one of those jackets made of swishy material, with many colours and slogans like “New world Jacket!”. And the song? The song he was BLASTING from his car at the corner of Broadway and Kingsway (right near Kingsgate mall, oh yes)?

Gloria. You’re always on the run, now. THAT Gloria.

Really loud, RILLY loud like shaking-the-bus-like-a-Polaroid-picture loud. And he wasn’t even dancing.

Speaking of OutKast, check the video for “Roses”. There’s everyone’s favourite Kid In The Hall!

Anyway, how I did giggle & titter. And then the light changed and he roared into 2nd gear and he was off, only to pull up again next to us – on da bus – at Fraser. New song though. “Be With You” by Mr. Big. Wha? I mean, yes, I have these songs on mixed tapes and when I go out sometimes I listen to them. But if I had a functioning stereo in my car and that much attitude to back it up, I’d get some goddamn Eminem. For the respect, y’all.

In other news, this evening I tried to follow a link and instead read this:

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Oh, wait, maybe you missed the part where YOU try to sell ME things. Ha ha!

Super-don’t miss:

The Earthquake movie! What’s fabulous about this is that I only recognize one name in the credits: and he’s just a guy I knew once. OH, I think I have heard of Beau Bridges too. But hey: maybe Vancouver will slide into the water. At last. No 2010 here: you can’t shine if you’re underwater. Right?

Did you know Old Dutch Chips originated in Winnipeg in 1954? That’s what the bag just told me. Shhh…it has more secrets…