Oh my good God. I would pay money to see the pained smile that you had on your face when they were looking to your for approval during the "Tater Salad" recital.
the song that they sing loudly and do high fives and such to is called "me and my gang" and the copious amounts of Oprah that it inspires is something that only a select few have ever experienced. it sounds like wock and jobi cut out too early...
i also got the opportunity to see a whole room full of people pee their pants laughing at a guy because he could recite the "tater salad" homily from the redneck comedy tour dvd.
(they also kept staring at me to see if i thought it was the laugh riot that they did.)
Also, everyone, a Dold update. I spoke at length to the good Doctor last night. He said that his home internet connection is currently on the fritz and he assured me that once it was back to normal he would get on the board. We can, however, continue to mock him until he does return. Because that's what friends are for.
In a semi-related note he is taking The Supersuckers out to lunch this weekend for his job. Which makes me hate his guts. Do you think he'll have a steak with The Steak? Anyone?
I know. We are going to need pictures. Lots and lots of pictures. I predict that you will see them singing along to trashy hillbilly songs and you may even be treated to my dad's hand show he does to a certain song. Not kidding.
I'm bummed we won't be there, though. I miss you guys.
Oh Bush. You flatter me. I'm really going to be missing you and Angie tomorrow when we're at TAB's "surprise" birthday pool party. There will be coozey's and jorts aplenty and only 2 of us to make fun of them under our breath.
Clarification: I did NOT mean my awesome friends that are already here. I was specifically calling out Dold and Jobison for having absolutely no excuses other than being lame for not being here. If your name is Wock, EA, Angie or Rodi then this post was not for you.
And I do the same thing except I gel my hair and listen to A Flock Of Seagull's "Listen" album.
I am going to vent a tad here about my friends who know that this board is the pinnacle of internet chic and yet, for some unknown reason, refuse to use it. Jobison and Dold, I am looking at you. You two should be ashamed of yourselves. Here we are holding enlightened, engagining and hilarious discussions, discussions that could change the history of the world forever, and you too sit on the sidelines, sucking your proverbial internet thumbs. Dold, I don't know how much Star Wars or hockey talk it will take to convince you to quit being a dold about getting on this board. What do I have to do? Insult Davey Havok? I am going to spread a rumor that you are the biggest Davey Havok fan in the world until you are man enough to type a few measly words on our board of genius.
Everyone: Dold lays in his room, applying eyeliner through tears, as he listens to AFI and silently mouths the words. I have seen him do it. Twice.
And you Jobison, some friend you turned out to be. I am sorry you are too busy organizing your myspace photo albums and scouring the internet for solutions to your hygenic problems to grace us lowly, smelly boys with your almighty prescence.
Everyone: I think the current cast of SNL are a bunch of no-talent jagoffs and, if replaced with 13 clones of Nora Dunn, the world would rejoice with laughter. Take that Jobi!
