Ashlee Simpson Not Rushing to Get Married

Yeah. That was a headline we read today. Ashlee, sweetie, we don't care about anything that comes out of your mouth. Ever. Well. There is one, er, well, nevermind.

Now we can go back outside and enjoy what is pretty much the most perfectest day ever.

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Currently listening to: You Left Me in a Hole (Yonder).

Enough with the Santa Claus

We're so, so tired of stories about Philly sports that include references to "booing Santa Claus," "throwing batteries," or "crying in the West Hall second floor hallway, Meister Brau can crushed beside him and rally cap torn to shreds, seconds after Mitch Williams served up the World Series nice and crispy for Toronto."

Give Philly some credit, will ya? (Photo by the AP's Rusty Kennedy).

UPDATE!

Of course he is.

P*ssy.

"And (we) said baby, it's 3 a.m. (we) must be...

We were on prescription medication once. We totally staggered to our car at 2:45 a.m. and drove off to cast us some votes. True story. Scouts honor.

Wait.

Oh yeah. We quit the scouts because Paul Kilroy accused us of eating all the Twinkies on the big camping trip, and we so didn't. So scouts honor is somewhat meaningless. Therefore, it wasn't really prescription medication now, was it?

Did we really have to spell that out?

Dead end, indeed.

Um. Big time shout out (do such things still happen, these shout outs?) to Jessie for this.

We first heard the audio on the Gregg and Tony Show. We didn't believe it. Maybe we just got hold of the wrong stuff, we thought.

But then we saw it. Please tell us this came from a Christopher Guest - Dave Chapelle sitdown.

Please. Please tell us this.

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Currently listening to: Hairshirt (REM).