Billy Joel: “Things are okay with me these days—got a good job, got a good office… I got a new wife, got a new life, and the family is fine –â€Â
Former supermodel Christie Brinkley: “– Whatever, great, I’m happy for you. Just get down off the table now, would you? You’re making an ass of yourself.”*
Billy Joel: “Things are okay with me these daysâ€â€got a good, got a good office… I got a new wife, got a new life, and the family is fine –â€Â
…I haven’t driven a car through a plate glass window in a couple of weeks……..
heeyyy…new Dusty girl!
They say there’s a heaven for those who will wait
Some say it’s better but I say it ain’t
I’d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
Sinners are much more fun…
So come on Christie B. and show me a sign
Send up a signal I’ll throw you the line
The cosmetic surgery you’re hiding behind
No it never fools no one..
And only the good die young
In my admittedly dispassionate opinion, the new Dusty girl looks a bit soccer momish.
Dusty Girl: OK..you kids eat your cereal and watch tv and I’ll take you to soccer a little later.. but right now your father and I need a little private Mommy and Daddy nap.. so be quiet and let us sleep..mmkay kids?
Turing word: fire
As in: Dont disturb us unless theres a fire or something…
The Turing word for whatever this comment would have been, is “mother,” so naturally I forgot what I was going to say. Now I’m getting really, really suspicious about the so called “randomness” of the word generator. . .
A bottle of red,
A bottle of white,
I’m in the mood to drink them both tonight.
Too bad…I really like his music, too.
Oh, and maybe I’m giving away my extreme age here, but “soccer mom” to me actually implies hotness.
A little bit of the SMILF, eh?
– Don’t knock it McGehee…..or she’ll stop letting you bag her groceries….
– yes, yes, He’s back in rehab for all you die-hard fans….
– Ok LurchKerry, if we concede the lack of WMD will you for christ sake stop running for president already…..
– turing: “terms” as in “Your terms almost up boy-toy and then you’ll actually have to go home and bed the ketchup slut”….
Every time Alpha writes “mmmmkay” I laugh, really hard.
Where’s Sparky anyway?
Bagging her groceries ain’t all that. The only interesting part is when I get to ask her, “plastic or organic”?
When Christie Brinkley crashed in a heli-skiing accident here a few years back, she was taken by Flight for Life to a regional trauma center with IVs of blood and plasma.
So, yeah . . . “a bottle of red, a bottle of white.”