"FUCK CLOS"
I know. Vulgar, huh? But what does it mean? Who's "CLOS"? And who'd develop such a fiercely sexual appetite for him (or her)?
These are the questions I had to ask myself when I discovered those words spray-painted on the side of our building yesterday morning. It's really, really frustrating - we'd just like to live somewhere moderately nice and affordable. We'd like to look at our decision to buy a condo as an investment and shit like this pulls down the value of our property immeasurably.
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Because my last post seems to have caused some degree of grief amidst my family, I'll follow it up with a clarification: Erin's big news was, indeed, the thing with her students and the standardized tests. It is great and it is a big deal. She's not pregnant. My dad is happy for her and he wanted to share the joy with me and others.
I'm the retard who misinterprets and knocks things out of their proper perspective.
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Cripes, there's absolutely nothing that's changed about my homepage in months. Must remember to update that.
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Carey and I have been in hysterics for the last several days over an impulse-purchase set of DVDs. We snagged them over the weekend: the complete 1st and 2nd series of The Office, a British mockumentary-style sitcom that originally aired on the BBC. Critics have called it the funniest thing to come out of the UK since Monty Python. And, boy, is it. Every scene of every episode is pee-pee hilarious.
It is a bit jarring to see what's considered kosher on network television in Europe, though. Don't get me wrong, it's all very very funny, but it's also pretty bawdy. If you think NBC crosses the line, baby, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
Give it 8 or 10 years, though, and I'm sure we'll be right on their heels.
These are the questions I had to ask myself when I discovered those words spray-painted on the side of our building yesterday morning. It's really, really frustrating - we'd just like to live somewhere moderately nice and affordable. We'd like to look at our decision to buy a condo as an investment and shit like this pulls down the value of our property immeasurably.
...
Because my last post seems to have caused some degree of grief amidst my family, I'll follow it up with a clarification: Erin's big news was, indeed, the thing with her students and the standardized tests. It is great and it is a big deal. She's not pregnant. My dad is happy for her and he wanted to share the joy with me and others.
I'm the retard who misinterprets and knocks things out of their proper perspective.
...
Cripes, there's absolutely nothing that's changed about my homepage in months. Must remember to update that.
...
Carey and I have been in hysterics for the last several days over an impulse-purchase set of DVDs. We snagged them over the weekend: the complete 1st and 2nd series of The Office, a British mockumentary-style sitcom that originally aired on the BBC. Critics have called it the funniest thing to come out of the UK since Monty Python. And, boy, is it. Every scene of every episode is pee-pee hilarious.
It is a bit jarring to see what's considered kosher on network television in Europe, though. Don't get me wrong, it's all very very funny, but it's also pretty bawdy. If you think NBC crosses the line, baby, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
Give it 8 or 10 years, though, and I'm sure we'll be right on their heels.
posted by Jeremy Bear at
10:20 AM
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