Monday, July 2, 2007

Would you Rather? A Concerned Response...

First, let me begin by saying "Hi Everybody!" It has been a long weekend of boozin', bruisin', and Transformer cruisin'. Clearly I was not near a computer all weekend because my Obsessive Compulsive Posting came to a complete standstill. Well, it is time to get back into the swing of things...

Nice topic, Rambo. Definitely an interesting source of discussion...which brings me to this post.

Question 4 refers to younger brother or Older Sister. You have to go with Older Sister. Why? Dude, you get your ass kicked by a younger kid, let alone your brother, and have that held over your head for the rest of your life. You would totally have to expect that to be something that would come up in a speech at your wedding. Now, your Older Sister kicks your ass and you always get to pull the "couldn't hurt a girl" argument. That is the trump card that saves you from ridicule. Yeah, everyone will know the truth...but no one can truly call you on it.

Question 6...the Alba/Fergie conundrum. Really? Alba on a bed of nails? Unless you are some crazy Tibetan Monk with that amazing ability to shut off pain sensors in your body you totally have to go with Fergie. It would only be the one time, so why ruin the rest of your sex life for a chance to nail Alba? Fergie may be ugly, but you can always close your eyes and think of Alba. And don't forget to smell the roses.

Question 7 was a thinker. Aquaman or the Heart kid. Hmmm...I think you are completely correct on that one...cause Aquaman is gayer than Robin. And I don't mean any of the new attempts for Robin to be cool. No. I mean Adam West's bitch sidekick. That kind of gay.

And the All Important Cell Phone vs Car debate: Fuck Cars. Cell phones are a total necessity. At least, they are one helluva a lot more important to me than a vehicle is. Why do I say that? Do I not realize that I live in an area with absolutely zero public transit? Yes. Yes I do. And I still say that communication devices are more important in the long run. I could call a cab. Hell, I cannot wait to live in an area where I can call a cab or hop on a bus or hitch a ride on a subway. Fuck cars...right in their fume-belching exhaust pipes.

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