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Apparently, the Red Planet, as Michele puts it, "smells like butt". found via Mike over at Dana'a place. [Read More]
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but.. I used baby wipes and everything
Posted by: Britton | March 12, 2004 10:36 PM
I see these at Newbury comics. Personally I prefer the 1950s looking folks with faux ads for beer and other substances...
Posted by: Jmaes A. Wolf | March 12, 2004 11:06 PM
Oh, look I'm the third person to post here.
NY & NJ IMC's are down, nothing new posted since yesterday, and I've read all the CounterPunch article for the day, so I thought I'd mosey on over here and see what's shaking.
Michelle, bless her heart, really appears to have popped her cork with the "Winds of Black Hate" post. Hmmn... pro-justice, pro-labor, pro-equality, pro-civil rights, pro-gressive, get it?
Cute though the Easter bunny thing.
Posted by: Vince | March 13, 2004 12:04 AM
I know you are but what am I?
Posted by: Dean & Rosemary Esmay | March 13, 2004 02:12 AM
I think the 'kiss my shiny metal butt' w/ robot graphic would have worked too. Bunnies are nice though. Pink bunnies are better.
Posted by: Wind Rider | March 13, 2004 05:13 AM
Yes, I smell like butt. Edloe's butt. Whenever I sit on the couch, Edloe hauls herself up on the couch and positions her fat smelly ass right against my leg.
I have this habit of jiggling my leg while I sit, so it wiggles the couch cushion and Edloe gets a cushion-tummy-rub out of it. Also, she'll fart or just get butt-rubbings against my leg.
And, thus, I smell like butt.
Posted by: Laurence Simon | March 13, 2004 07:55 AM
Michele the Space Scientist.
Who knew?
Posted by: Wind Rider | March 13, 2004 09:08 PM
Michele, you're strange.
Don't ever change that.
Posted by: ScottC | March 14, 2004 12:58 AM