six five is right. There's a feeling you cannot rinse thoroughly. I feel like scraping my skin with a credit card when I get out of the shower. It might have something to do with these bath salts though.
I couldn't believe those closing ceremonies. It was like they tried to pack a million different things into one crazy light show. I can only imagine the two British dudes in charge of the lineup. Here is my rendition:
Let?s start off with some George Michael, you know a lovely WHAM! tune...
I thought it was interesting that the top public relations guy at chick-fil-a died of a heart attack last Friday. What's the old cliche, "public relations nightmare."
Happy Birthday, Alan! 54 beers is a tall order, yet I think I can do it (with the help of a transmission funnel and salty nacho platter). Let me know when you are headed back to st louis casinos!
For some reason, that made me think of this classic SNL piece w/ Ackroyd and Murray:
http://www.nbc.com/saturday-night-live/video/ask-president-carter/278735