Up at the crack of noon (Or 1300 or so.) to the sight of clear skies over the Southland. No rain for Oscar™®©, then.
We're still holding out for lightning from the clear blue sky, or perhaps a plague of locusts, but will settle for manly counter-programming somewhere on telebision this evening. Please.
3 comments:
I never hear of the Oscars without thinking of Walter Monheit.
(Not the best link, but the best I could find. Before the innert00bz, there was SPY magazine!)
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I think some one is a little peeved about the Kiwi takeover of teh Oscars, yes I do. Now you will pretend that you don't care but we know, we know.
Show Bidness Editor Responds:
We care so little we weren't aware certain ethnic groups had taken over the unholy mess.
Don't just take over, take it w/ you! Go on, see how screwed up your traffic gets.
Before SPY was the National Lampoon. And Punch.
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