Guys I’d Go Gay For
If I haven’t made this clear already, I have a crush on Jason Mraz. Too bad, his TPISMYGF shirt confirmed the rumor that he’s dating Tristan Prettyman. (I guess it is a good thing I have a gf too then.) Tonight was my first of a two night stint at Avery Fisher Hall catching Mr. AZ. Frankly, I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many women (early teen girls, rather) in one place. There was definitely a lot of vagina at that place.
Speaking of vagina, did I ever mention that I had a friend in high school who thought that the word “vagina” would make a pretty girl’s name? Then she’d make the disclaimer, “I mean, if that wasn’t what it was and everything.”
And speaking of high school, if you’ve come across my site because you found the link on our reunion site, send in your RSVP ASAP. It is not too late, but I have to let the venue know a final count right away.
October 19th, 2005 at 12:44 pm
This post reminds me of a joke I heard back in elementary school.
Old Timey Southern Revival. One that has preachers preach until they pass out, then another gets up, and so forth. Lasts for days. Finally awaiting his turn, on the third day of the Revival, Preacher Jones gets his turn to get up. It is the middle of the day, HOT HOT HOT. He had already decided if he had to get up before it got dark and cooler outside he was going to do his best to involve the crowd so that he wouldn’t get as worked up and could last longer behind the pulpit.
So he began his turn behind the pulpit by asking for testomonies and confessions.
Guy one speaks up and states he is trying to get off the dope. The preacher said tell it brother.
Guy one sat down and guy two stood up. He stated that he didn’t give like he needed to, to the chuch. The preacher said, Testify brother, testify. Guy 2 sat down.
Guy 3 had been watching this and feeling very guilty so he stood up and began by saying, Preacher I got to confess. The preacher said tell it all brother, tell it all.
The guy said, I sometimes lay out of work. The preacher repeated, tell it all brother tell it all.
The guy then stated that the money he did make from his job he often spent on booze and alchohol before taking care of his families needs. The preacher repeated tell it all brother, tell it all.
Then the guy confessed that he had been very unfaithful attending any church for years, again the preacher hollared tell it all brother tell it all.
Then the guy said, and just last night I had sex with a goat.
The room got quiet, and the preacher took a breath and said, Damn brother, I don’t believe I would have told that.
November 4th, 2005 at 2:00 am
Hey there - I’m spending some time this morning catching up on some friends’ blogs… I must say, I completely understand your man crush on Mraz. If I was a dude, I’d feel the same way. And personally, as a woman, well, lets just say that he’s the subject of more than a few naughty thoughts. His new CD is fan-flippin-tastic. My friend from home, Melanie, is coming over for a visit in February and we’re going to his show here in London. I can’t wait!