It might not have been the best week ever, but it's damn close. Let's recap:
Liverpool somehow managed to beat Inter (with a little friendly roja action from Mr. Referee).
Then this little bombshell was dropped:

Then there was that whole sex scandal in China. You know, the one that ruined careers and shamed the Chinese back to the Ming Dynasty. Here's a refresher:

Oh, and in case you forgot, the United States flexed its cock muscles by destroying a satellite with a missile from a fucking boat. An outrageous display of contempt for the peace keeping nations of the world. I'm disgusted. And aroused by the thought of Space, nay, Star Wars with other countries. Just in time for me to show everyone the ways of the Force and my Darth Vader mini-helmet.
On a personal note, it was a short work week and I beat Rock Band (Lead Guitar) on Expert. I'm not sure if next week is going to be able to compete. But I'd appreciate at least an effort. You hear that, next week! You better bust your ass.
Quick Clairvoyance:
I'm going to keep the predictions brief because I seem to be putting the jinx on my teams.
Me vs Getting Drunk on Saturday - Too close to call right now, but Vegas has Getting Drunk on Saturday as a slight favorite.
That's the only matchup of note for the next two days. Sorry. This last week took a lot out of me.
Bonus: I know it's a couple of weeks late, but I just saw this and felt the need to share. I don't have the embed code but do yourself a favor and click this link. Aubry has about as much chance with Bret as I do with ScarJo. But good for her for staying optimistic. They do live in the city and all.
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