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![]() washing and irony 06/09/2009 = 05:56 AM The following brain confetti came to me the other day whilst I was folding the laundry, because, really, if washing clothes provided its own entertainment, everybody would want to do it too often, and we'd run out of detergent or dirty undies or something. Where was I? Righto. Confetti. In a properly-played game of "hide the salami," all the participants are keenly aware at all times of the precise location of the salami*. The irony of the preceding observation subsequently made me wonder if the "higher authority" to which Hebrew National must answer really is Alanis Morissette. Dogma reference. And that, of course, reminded me of another Dogma reference: the Metatron (played by the incredibly hot Alan Rickman) saying, "Didn't I tell you She was funny?" * This is true whether you play fully-dressed with unzips and rips, or completely unclothed including naked torsos. Tags: irony, naked torso drinking: ice water staycation - September 5, 2009 7:32 AM time to walk the dinosaur. where's its leash? - August 30, 2009 7:53 AM miracle workers - August 23, 2009 1:05 PM invasion of the blog snatchers - August 16, 2009 9:26 AM
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