Super Agent Fred reveals that he and a gang of other local miscreants spent Friday evening in a Karaoke bar covering Hotel California and even the Captain and Tenille. One doesn't know whether to feel pity or disgust.
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In Which We Are Sick as a Sick Dog
So, mrpeenee, what adorable souvenir did you bring back from your trip to London and Paris? Two of them actually: a bookmark from Air Fra...
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If you look below this post, you'll see that the last post I put up here on Blogger is a sniffy little tirade about how I will NEVER d... -
Pictures of naked men have fascinated me for decades. It's not some recent freak that got my blog kicked off of WordPress (not that I... -
Secret Agent Fred and I have decided to invade New Orleans for Mardi Gras, 2014. I know the last time I went there for Carnival, I swore I ...
I have Muskrat Love on my iPod. I freely admit it. But then, admitting you have a problem is the first step, isn't it? :)
ReplyDeleteBe sure to let us know about the next step(s).
ReplyDelete...or envy. One could feel envy, right?
ReplyDeleteOh, my...
ReplyDeleteENVY!
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