I’m starting to get a complex – it seems like (at least on YouTube) there are thousands of canines who know how to dance better than I can. Forget the fact that my mom does Flamenco dancing in line at the grocery store (or really anywhere) and that I used to be in a performing arts troupe as a dancer (true story) – this bitch knows how to Salsa. Bristol Palin has nothing on this dog (or really she has nothing on anything or anyone).
It’s a dancing walrus you guys. A dancing, cute, blubbery walrus with whiskers and tusks. I want one as a pet so that I can teach it the choreography for Tabitha and Napoleon’s “Whatcha Say” dance.
When I see a stage all set up and ready for some musicians, I expect a better sound than a cat in heat. Unfortunately what we have is a bunch of old dudes who probably haven’t picked up instruments since their parents forced them to try clarinet in 4th grade. How did this happen? Who is responsible for this? And why is the tempo more slow than the original. I mean, if you’re going to subject an audience to this, at least speed the shit up. I’m talking techno 1:30 minute version. Ugh, pass me the Wild Turkey.
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I’ve got good news and bad news for you. The good news is, this woman doesn’t look too terrible in her bikini. The bad news is, she is batshit crazy high on something and no one is covering the eyes of the young and impressionable children in the swimming pool. This probably led to uncontrollable urination in the pool followed by an anti-drug lecture given to them by their parents while they’re supposed to be enjoying their holiday.
I have a very bad feeling that one of these days, this is going to be me (though probably not in a bikini).
Chubby Jones 