Nothing can make that unfunny. And nothing will make the relationship between Bob the Builder and Wendy ok. He's a jerk and she's pathetic. Couldn't she assert herself just once and tell Bob she likes him? Oh, no. Much better to pine away in silence while that insensitive lout dances the night away with Mavis, that hooker. Bob isn't even cute. And his best friend is a dump truck. Guys without real friends are a bad bet. Although I loved Sex and the City, I never got Carrie and Big. My sister-in-law, not a fan of the show, saw the movie and immediately noticed the problem: He had no friends. Beware the guy with no friends, y'all! If a bunch of guys who don't even care how their friends smell don't like him, something ain't right. bob did build Wendy a pergola, which is the equivalent of Big's closet for Carrie - nice, but not enough to prove he's in it for the long haul. In fact, they were both just showing off.
As previously mentioned, I'm not a radio star. Marti Bluestein, however, is. And I'm going to be on her show, Chick Chat, this afternoon from 3:25 to 3:40. Stream it live here or listen on AM 1230 in Columbia. No promises, but I'll try to be entertaining.
Namasté, y'all!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Video killed the radio star.
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Pull it out...huhhuh...
I totally agree on Bob and Wendy. What the heck, girl? Give up. He's never going to get that you like him. Seriously, he's brain dead or something. Plus, he's losing his hair. But...he is kind of cute in a dumb sort of way, you know? *sigh* The life of mothers of toddlers. Oh boy.
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