Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Probably because, thus far, I have neither Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon nor George W. Bush on speed dial:

If you live in Seattle and yearn to be inside even though it's 80 degrees and startlingly beautiful out, come by the Rendezvous tonight at 7 pm for the latest installment of the awesomely awesome A Guide to Visitors storytelling series. It's being filmed for the Seattle Channel and will be televised subsequently and then archived online. So if I curse accidentally, which, as most of you know, I do frequently but on purpose, I will get bleeped and it will be preserved from now until the apocalypse.

Though if Bono can get away with it, why can't I?

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Eric Spitznagel said...

Here is a shortlist of the words I hope Litsa accidentally says tonight (and yes, by reminding her of them, I'm hoping it'll have a subliminal effect and cause her to say at least one of them without thinking):

Fucknuts, Assmuncher, Twatville, Cockopolis, Gorilla Taint, Mounopano, Professor Van Der Fuck, Shitpickle, Craptastic, Absofuckinlutely, Poopsmith, Twatsicle, Arshlock, Cock Monkey, Shitstamps, Douchecookie, Scrodal Clog, Cumbubbles, Dingleberry Breath, Cockdoggler, Asshat, Twunt (twat+cunt), Ass Spelunker, Fuckwad the Cocknificent, Roufa Elliniko Kavli, Unitard.

Break a leg, Litz!

Litsa Dremousis said...

I called someone a "cuntard" in traffic a few days ago (my windows were closed, so only God, and now the reading populace, were the wiser) and I took a breath and realized I'd simultaneously reached my apex and depth.

Now I know I was nowhere near either.

As always, Mr. Spitznagel, thank you for the inspiration.

Kate said...

The other day, my friend handed me a flier for a show and then immediately apologized for being, "promosexual".

Please to work this into all future public appearances.

Gratitudinally yours in advance, Kate

Litsa Dremousis said...

That is awesome eight different ways! I shall quote you and your friend far and wide.