The "DaWhatnow" Code
pickles strikes again.
we're waiting at an intersection...
Pickles: You going to the vatican?
Me: oh, i dunno. i've been once. maybe.
Picks: I went. I sent a postcard.
Me: yeah? cool.
Picks: i heard they have their own money.
Me: (in a desperate attempt to steer the conversation away from all italian money lest he repeat his earlier blasphemy about the lira and the euro) well, they have A LOT of money, that's for sure.
Picks: they have houses all over the world!
Me: uhm yeaaahhhh. most are called Houses of God???
normally, the first thing that comes to mind when you think Catholic Decadence/Corruption is not the multiple leases the Pope has signed.
i think saying this would not be in vain: OH SWEET JESUS. and now, i must finish my work so that i can take the new AIRTRAN [!!] to JFK airport! wheee! let the fun begin!
Ciao!
You have a son? Oh dear Lord! G-d help the child whose mother amuses herself by watching people make fun of other people on her webpage
Posted by: | February 14, 2004 at 05:58 PM
oh dear lord! i DO NOT HAVE A SON! sweet almighty JESUS! get a grip. can you imagine if i were to have a son and i only mentioned him in conjunction with my breasts, but managed to complain about the most inane things every day? good god woman, GET THEE TO A BRAINERY.
i was referncing Mary-Louise Parker and her thank you speech at the Golden Globes.
Posted by: lg | February 23, 2004 at 01:51 PM