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WARM AND FUZZY

I'm the worst when it comes to doing the right thing. No one who knows me argues this fact. Don't lend me your car, for instance. I just may return it riding the Big E, with a missing spare tire and jack, floor mats soaked in formaldehyde, something resembling black market platelets splattered on the upholstery, and a Yanomami shrunken head where your fuzzy dice were. Then I'll try to pay you for the damage. Why? Better to ask why ask me.

There are far more intuitive people who have a far better handle on the issue than I. Suffice it to say I neglect to do the right thing sometimes, because in a previous life I apparently had minions compensated apologists to do this for me. Now I have the St. John's County Sheriff's Department. They'll set things right, for sure, but it just isn't the same. Which is why I need to send this shout out to my Neglected Friends (lest I forget, for $9.99, payable in Kazakhstani tenge, I will delete your following reference):

Acidman is suffering extended pain (pun intended). Please send him your warmest, because I believe he has lost a bit of rage. This will not obtain.

Venomous Kate is following the Saudi-Osama connexion in doggity style, as is her wont, bless her. Would that our State Department and intelligence services showed such perserverance.

Bogie has the beta site in what appears to be fine form to me, and it's platelet colored. Cool. Go Now.

Phillip dropped me from his daily read, but I assume that's because he would require daily input from me to qualify. Or I offend him. Fair enough, either way. He still has the most hottie intensive data intensive site out there. Phil rules.

What's to say about Da Goddess? Except rowrrr (sp?). A Monk fan, as well. Amazing who you run across through Acidman. There's a scipt there, somewhere.

Dax has Long Island Tea up as his Drink of the Day. Kee-rist. I used to drink those with Rangers at Ruby Tuesday's across from Hunter. So did The Bride. She hung in there better than I did.

Dizzy Girl replaced her own pic with a Vargas pinup (also very hot, but not DZ) but all is forgiven as my booyah is back!

Janis has a great blog going with Gone South, but if she thinks she's sucking me in with that spanking a boy comment she's sadly mistaken. That's Misha territory.

With The Grouchy One you do not comment, merely admire.

Andrea has a new site but the same old spleen, thankfully. If I had sack I'd wade into this one. Alas, I pass.

Are we there yet, Daddy? No. Mix me another drink.

We all enjoy Mr. Helpful, but have you all read Matumbe Becomes A Human Shield? I thought so. Get on it.

Possumblog is getting hot on hose pipe. I knew I should've taken sex ed. I'm missing something, hopefully in the right places.

One of my goals in life is to fisk Mark Morford as well as Zombyboy does here. I really hate that cocksucker. Not too fond of Morford either.

Rob Sama connects the dots between retro sneaks and cannibalism. What? You'll have to read it.

How do you pick a post from Jay Solo and run with it? You don't. You read the whole thing.

Kelley is so level-headed I'm surprised she takes umbrage at men hunting naked women with paintball guns. In fairness she takes umbrage at the women as well. Memo to self: buy Kelley The Naked Prey for Christmas. We guys have been hunted for years!

Sugarmama needs to post some more. Fortunately, since I got so much bad commentary on my plans to wear my Speedo in Negril, she should take heart and get blogging over the fact I found some men's T-backs to wear instead.

Folks, that was so consuming it hurt. I hope you don't expect this every day.