Truth is stranger than fiction, peeps.
and 1: the Melvins (note: I have no idea if the Melvins’ “Honey
bucket” has explicity lyrics. I just knoe the Melvins are cool. Where I came from, a “melvin” was a result of an attack of a bully -for example, a baskeball playing, future Ivy League junior varisty athlete, who wants to be a Justice — on a uncool person, like a musician or a editor of student pub, which means newspaper not beer joint. “Student pub” at least in high school –although I dont know about Georgetown Perp — would be an oxymoron or inconsistent — and an attack on wardrobe. Get it?) Also, I saw the Melvins once at Cat’s Cradle in Chapel Hill, and may have drank a beer. Also, the Melvins have solo albums with cover art by HB Stafford, who did some work for Earthwise, late. I am not saying that nominated Justice Kavanaugh attacked the weak in high school and disrupted the angle of repose of their tidy whities, or that he date raped anyone or engaged in anal sex, consensual or not, just that its a bad sign that we are debating our high school lingo (heh, heh, he said ‘lingo’) on national tv. FFFFF. Covefe. Georgetown guys if yo read this you suck Hoya dicks. What rocks off! Or, What? Rocks off? Elizabeth Shue the future movie star came to those same parties and everyone gawked that someone’s sister was such a hottie. I’d like to know how much he sweated, as an Ivy League JV basketball player. I never saw a Dartmouth jv basketball game,but I have a problem with white ugys who sweat too much especially if they went to exclusive Catholic prep schools. Not that I am anti-Catholic either. Dartmough had a plyaer in my class named Joe kilroy and years later when I was dating a neurotic trauma surgeon in Philly, I went to a St. Joe’s I think basketball game and approached the coach to say I was a classmate but not friendly with their alumnus Joe Kilroy. Besides my Gonzaga firends, the I Street Boys, I’d like to know what Joe Kilroy’s memory if any of Brett Kavanaugh. Reminds me that my teammate Kent Lockhart who played for UTEP and then Australia was teammate down under with Obama’s secretary of education, a former Harvard player. And he remembered that Dude was “left handed….pigenon-toed…and heady” — so people remember things. FBI, if you are reading this, or you Russian hackers, interview Joe Kilroy of Dartmouth: Did Kavanaugh try to foul too much as an Ivy JV hoops guy. Me? I was barely on the team at Gunn (but league champs, BITCHES!) and didn’t last long in the Dartmouth intramual League. I remember I could not cover Steve Briggs who played football butnot varsity basketball for the Big green and I could not — I played for Richardson dorm and he played I htink for Ripley — and he took me baseline and I could not turn him back for help. Game over. Gay mover, not!
But Boofer in our realm did not mean boy girl anal — we didn’t know that exisgted — but gay sex, which we despised.
and and: I am cooking and drinking red whine while wifey TMW is still at work at hosptial and I cann’t believe I am watching CNN
(hours later, after battery ran out and I took nap:
If Kavanaugh does not, in the end, make it to Supreme Court, he could at least be named Ambassador to Ubangi).(that’s another drinking game, you uninitiateds, with emphasis on ‘teds. Chug!