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Whoopsy!
Parting is such sweet sorrow
The "O" Word
The Baby Borrowers: Episode 1
What exactly does the "M" in AMA stand for again?
Disgusted by the Stars
You Know the Economy's Really Hurting When
The Baby Botchers
Chucky's Little Dog?
The Joy of Food Service
First off, no, I am not a Rolling Stones fan. Never have been, never will be. And yesterday's Super Bowl halftime show certainly isn't going to change that.
For many people, drinking too much beer was the reason for their Super Bowl stomach upset. For me, it was watching Mick Jagger swagger about while flashing bits of his pasty unattractive torso.
Ewww.
Granted, I hope I have that much energy when I, too, am 200-years-old. But watching Mick Jagger shake his very-likely-to-be artifical hips in front of a bunch of screaming teens (who probably were just hoping to get on tv and had no idea who these strange, wrinkly old men on stage were) is not my idea of entertainment. I did get a few giggles out of the befuddled look on Keith Richards face during the entire set ("Where am I? How did I get here?"), but even that got, well, old.
Bring back Janet Jackson's breast any time. It seemed to have a little more entertainment value.
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