I've been invited to go along on "booty patrol."
Yes, yes I will. Why not? When in Rome, as they say...
Boxing for Boobs apparently went well, and there are lots of photo galleries of that, Bikini Bike Wash, events at -- yes, this is the business's real name -- Suck, Bang, Blow (named after some process that takes place in/on/around a Harley, allegedly...) and some other fun rally events on our paper's Web site.
Oh, there are also pictures of "Hog Wild Girls dancing." I guarantee it's not porn, but other than that, I can't say what's there. You'll just have to increase our paper's Web hits for yourself.
Meanwhile, I'm looking for a reprieve from bugs. This is one of the most bug-infested places I've ever lived. A giant, hairy gray spider was in my Carolina room the other night and showed up in my roommate's bedroom last night. She said she had to kill it with a board, because other methods were ineffective.
There are also these weird little round, brown beetles that sometimes fall asleep on my carpet and don't wake up.
And this morning, we were greeted by a Palmetto Bug, and by "Palmetto Bug" I mean "a goddamn flying cockroach."
People say Palmetto Bugs are just South Carolina's way of saying "hello."
Mr. Terminix is my way of saying "fuck off."
4 comments:
Suck, bang, blow - they just mean the mechanics of the internal combustion engine...right...?
ahem...
I'm absolutely certain it very innocently refers to only that, my friend.
That Hog Wild dance routine was probably the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I have visions of them rehearsing in a ratty living room, sipping Smirnoff Ice, kids crying in the back room. “Nah, Lisa! Move yer butt like this.” ... You’re Web traffic is gonna rocket ship ...
It already has. Apparently, pictures of mostly naked girls are very, very popular. Who knew?
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