Marcythewhore's Advice Column for Happy Endings
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Marcy (me) has an advice column blogspot. Join in on the fun and see if you can win a Happy Ending at one of Marcy's (me) chain of Chicago based Massage Parlors.
To keep you up on the news, Tony G from Boston died at 1 pm yesterday, just hours before the Super Bowl game between the Patriots and Eagles kicked off (with a horrible rendition of White Beatle's songs played by the greatest White Beatle ever, Paul McCartney.....and you just know how white those pasty Englishmen are).
Tony G. from Boston watched the game from Heaven or wherever it is Italians go when they quit breathing. Me, personally, I'm into reincarnation. If I'd of died a few hours before the game you better believe that by kickoff time I'd be reincarnated a cheerleader on the sidelines.
That, or I'd be a Dago Bookmaker taking bets.
As for Happy Endings, Marcy (me) advises you to take the Eagles and the seven point spread. Which you can do if you happen to own a time machine.
Now Tony G. from Boston who died hours before the game, Tony G. is in a quantum space where he can come and go through the past and future however he sees fit. Though money don't mean shit to Tony G. until such time as he reincarnates into something tangible that watched Super Bowl games on television, and not from heaven.
My guess is that Tony G, the spiritous decarnate version at the present, is hording gold and silver for his next lifetime.
Good luck, Tony G......marcythewhore
Marcy (me) has an advice column blogspot. Join in on the fun and see if you can win a Happy Ending at one of Marcy's (me) chain of Chicago based Massage Parlors.
To keep you up on the news, Tony G from Boston died at 1 pm yesterday, just hours before the Super Bowl game between the Patriots and Eagles kicked off (with a horrible rendition of White Beatle's songs played by the greatest White Beatle ever, Paul McCartney.....and you just know how white those pasty Englishmen are).
Tony G. from Boston watched the game from Heaven or wherever it is Italians go when they quit breathing. Me, personally, I'm into reincarnation. If I'd of died a few hours before the game you better believe that by kickoff time I'd be reincarnated a cheerleader on the sidelines.
That, or I'd be a Dago Bookmaker taking bets.
As for Happy Endings, Marcy (me) advises you to take the Eagles and the seven point spread. Which you can do if you happen to own a time machine.
Now Tony G. from Boston who died hours before the game, Tony G. is in a quantum space where he can come and go through the past and future however he sees fit. Though money don't mean shit to Tony G. until such time as he reincarnates into something tangible that watched Super Bowl games on television, and not from heaven.
My guess is that Tony G, the spiritous decarnate version at the present, is hording gold and silver for his next lifetime.
Good luck, Tony G......marcythewhore
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