...AND THAT WAS RAVEL!

I love classical music. I listen to it a lot and used to [poorly] play the violin. So, I basically have a long history of sitting in the back of an orchestra and enjoying the music.

Generally, I tune into PBS to listen to classical music, but in Seattle I just listen to King FM because it comes in [it's classical music with commercials and a smug man drinking coffee--see right].

One thing I've noticed they have in common, aside from the obvious, is that they both have announcers who like to scare the crap out of their listeners.

I'm not talking about telling scary stories or jumping out of your radio and eating your heart. No no... they like to play very relaxing pieces, and just as you're soaking in the end of a song and relaxing, there's a brief pause. A few seconds into the pause, the announcer always takes a sharp inhale of breath and BAM! begins to speak very loudly and monotone, startling you out of any happy contentedness he may have previously lulled you into.

Maybe I'm the only one who has noticed this, but I like falling asleep and not being jolted out of pre-dreams by people who lack volume control.

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"Meet me at the corner of Homo and Sexual."

Riding on the bus leaves much to be desired. I often spend my time daydreaming. I think, perhaps, the best daydream I've had yet is the time I replaced every hobo I saw with an M. I mean to say, I replaced the B in hobo with an M, which makes the new word, what? Correct! Look how smart you are!

Think about it... How much better would cities look and be if,
instead of hobos,

there were homos?

Instead of those smelly old guys who demand pocket change and talk to themselves, you'd have sexy, good-smelling guys who demand you change your outfit, but only converse with each other because, honey, they are way too good for you!

Homo shelters would be filled with minimal food [gotta watch your figure!], loud electronic music, dancing [the dirty kind], and expensive drinks [that aren't hidden in paper bags].

Let's be honest. The only people who wouldn't like this is anyone who hates looking at pretty street corners!

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ps: I know, I know, I'm great at taking pictures of weirdos in the backgrounds of pictures. I just really hope those lovely gay boys got something to eat after the parade! They look positively famished.

Bathroom Literature

I want to name a book A Bathroom. I know, I'm brilliant.

Fine, think about it... when people ask for it in bookstores the conversation will go as follows:
[cast: Buttina as the shopper and Chester as the employee]

• Buttina: "Excuse me, do you have A Bathroom?
• Chester: "Yes, it's in the back near the drinking fountain."
• Buttina wanders off.
• Buttina comes back obviously agitated minutes later.
• Buttina: "Excuse me, I don't find your sense of humor to be very... humorous."
• Chester: "Pardon?"
• Buttina: "I asked for A Bathroom, and you pointed me in the direction of the loo."
• Chester: "Yes, I tend to be helpful like that. Is there a problem?"

See? Humorous dialogue ensues! Uhm... and Buttina slipped on a banana peel.

A Bathroom will be number one on your reading list soon! Or perhaps even number two!

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Another Reason Why Footballers Are Lame

Dear High School Footballers,
The only people who want you to wash their cars are pedophiles and your mothers. Find some Cheerleaders to help you next time.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Citizen

No

Yes

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Garfunkel and Oates

Stumbled across a new [to me] duo called Garfunkel and Oates, or Riki Lindhome and Kate Micucci. These girls are so fabulous! Their lyrics are pretty funny!

F**k You


Pregnant Women are Smug [a personal favorite]


Me, You, and Steve awkward dates!


Present Face ohhh... thanks for that...


Worst Song Medley haha! this is so great :)


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