Take me out to the ball game, take me out to the crowd, buy me some peanuts and -
I try to avoid whining in my column, but sometimes I can't help it. Actually, I whine most of the time. OK, all I do is whine.
I heart advertising. To name a few of my favorites: billboards, online pop-ups, subliminal messages.
The war in Iraq is completely f-ing absurd. Four short of 4,000 Americans have died - f-ing horrible. This war is f-ing useless.
I'm not an expert on election-year politics, nor have I ever wanted to play one on TV. (Have you ever seen any of those guys?)
We did it!
I don't know if you knew this, but UF has an art museum.
I don't know if I ever told you, but I went to Harvard. It's true.
Journalism isn't a real major. You're too quiet. I worry that you'll never get married. Women can't be engineers. Is that a weave you have on? Iron my shirt. Pot-smoking hippy. Fags have AIDS.
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