Dear Melanie Griffith:
Please, please do not get any more plastic surgery. If your face and breasts get any higher they'll be a danger to low-flying aircraft, and you'll never be prettier than your husband. (Not this husband, anyway.)
Sincerely,
Zhaba
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- Sooooooo lazy
- Feh.
- Yeeeeeeeeee-haaaaaaaaaaaaw!
- One of those days
- Q&A
- Yawn, again
- Yawn
- The next level of body modification
- The Paint Game
- Fashion police
- Title of the day
- On TV, or not
- Bugs
- Medical information of the day
- Another Monday
- Ewwwwww, pt. 2
- To-do
- Blame Canada
- Friday Five
- Ah, South Philly
- Well, fuck u 2
- Ewwwwwwwwwww!
- Summer colds
- Crime and, hopefully, punishment
- Traffic tie-up of the day
- Ra Ra Ra!
- Worms
- Strong bad coffee
- Sock it to me
- Addictive game
- Survival
- Hell is other people and their stereo systems
- Biblical studies in the news
- Grammar, or lack thereof
- What?
- Quizzy goodness
- Really evil spam
- Friday Five
- Stormy weather...
- In the news
- X-10 ads: proof that they are evil
- Note to self
- Telemarketer from hell
- Spam satire goes big-time
- O Canada
- Sundry things
- Seasonable?
- Meme of the moment
- Headlines
- Unsent
- Sun?
- Medical directive of the day
- Worst. Editing job. Ever.
- Note to self
- Various things on TV
- Depressing weather
- A bit of self-promotion
- Dogs, small and large
- Fun with manic-depression
- AFI's "Heroes and Villains"
- Pronunciation
- Isn't it ironic?
- Where have all the copyeditors gone?
- Futility
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- Born on a mountain top in Tennessee, Killed him a b'ar when he was only three... No, wait, that's Davy Crockett. Let's try again: Born in a hospital in Delaware, Thirty-four years old and never killed a bear.
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