Sunday, February 18, 2007
About Me
- Name: Fang Bastardson
- Location: Nowheresville, Kansas
Born in the wild to Canadian Timberwolves, Fang was wrestled from his mother's teat at an early age and placed in the custody of a government sponsored think tank in New York City. He escaped at age seven by gnawing off a doo-claw and has been riding a wave of self-righteous indignation to Nowheresville, baby, ever since. He is currently enjoying being a PhD (by marriage), but on the advice of his attorney has refused all comment except to assert an apparently deeply-held conviction that frozen strawberries should be thawed, not microwaved.
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3 Comments:
Watch out, Sinead. There's a new bald girl in town.
The Super Producer in me says "Get Trent Reznor on the line!" Seriously, Britney wants to be anti-something, so let's give her a whirl ... industrial bubblegum, it's time has come.
Don't think Trent will be down w/the idea, though.
10:35 AM
Public meltdowns are usually fun but now the Big Sister in me is starting to come out. Still, she could really steer her career in an interesting direcion right now ... Square One, baby!
9:12 PM
It reminds me of how I came home after our wedding and shaved my head. New start. I get it.
Still, I do think Brit, lovely Brit, mother of the year candidate Brit, is indeed in mid-public breakdown. Can a Playboy spread be far behind? Maybe a girl/girl with Paris or Lindsey.
Call me an optimist...
7:28 AM
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