Showing posts with label Misster-Kitty Cares. Show all posts
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Friday, January 16, 2009

Poor George

Boy George is going to the slammer for 15 months...



On the down side the streets of New York are not going to clean themselves...


On the up side, at least he'll be wearing slimming vertical stripes...

Boy George is going to the slammer for 15 months...


(and look he's already got make-up to match)


I just can't help but wonder how prophetic the opening lyrics are to his and Culture Club's #1 hit "Do You Really Want To Hurt Me"...

Give me time
To realise my crime
Let me love and steal
I have danced inside your eyes
How can I be real
...

Thursday, January 1, 2009

New Year's 911

If you're like me, you're just stumbling out of bed, and possibly asking "What's your name again?" And if you're Hung, (like Aunte Mame), there's only one cure I can recommend (after you send what's-his-name on his merry mary little way... and that is this a bloody mary.


Cheers!