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Marital Mondays: Things I'd Rather Do Than Watch the BET Awards
Apparently Hannibal and I missed the BET Awards yesterday. I'm okay with that. Now I don't have to have the annual remorse that sets in after I watch it. From my twitter feeds I got the gist of it. Chris Brown cried, Taraji sounds like a drunk auntie, Busta wore a smedium jacket and Nikki What's-her-face won best female hip-hop artist. That all sounds like enough to make me either go on the same BET boycott I went on after the "Tip Drill," or stab myself in the eye with a spork. Even though Prince gave the most awesome side-eye to that horrible tribute, the fact that one can never get those three hours back is enough for me. What I actually did during that time was organize the photos on my computer, rename nearly a hundred files, write a blog, plan this weeks meals and do some social networking. Hannibal played some dope new video game with a lot of guns. I'll have more details on that once he secures me a login, so that I can play against him and kick his ass. *smirk* So I made a list of things that I'd do before I watched the BET Awards. 1. Invite BP over for a steak dinner 2. Be sodomized with a camel's leg 3. Let elves pee on my toes 4. Let Amy Winehouse eat me out 5. Drive on the 405 fwy 6. Kiss a troll 7. Flush my cell phone down the toilet 8. Go to the skating rink naked 9. Eat a pound of goldfish with gravy 10. Do the time step 80 times
I'm a faceless clock, with timeless hopes that never stop.