My Vindication Day
Remember when Bassi gave me a lot of shit over using lots of parentheses? Yea..me too.
Well today none other than the Sports Guy (Bill Simmons on ESPN.com's Page 2) provided the perfect amo with which to defend my above average usage of the (beloved) punctuation.
In his "More Cowbell" entitled "Breaking Point" he talks about how ESPN the magazine finally increased his word limit from 800 to 1250. He states:
"See, I'm wordy. I like to go on tangents. I like using parentheses. I like babbling. I like taking a few paragraphs to describe something that could easily be done in one. Conserving words has never been a strong suit for me. As you know. And that's what I kept telling them. After 43 agonizing months, I finally wore them down; they threw me a bone and gave me 1,250 words. Good times! I knew I could leverage that offer from High Times into something substantial. " (Emphasis mine)
And my response is : Victory is mine, victory is mine. Great day in the morning, victory is mine. I drink from the keg of glory, (Bassi). Bring me the finest muffins and bagels in all the land. (Thanks West Wing)
posted by eel at 3:23 PM
2 Comments:
(awesome)
2/05/2006 7:12 PM
oh yea?
The American Digest of Dad's with big Schlongs states that:
The use of the Vic Bassi schlong can only be used to derive deep satisfaction in the cookie of both Danger and EEL and other equally deserving little Italian man-loving people. Where in the word people are to include:
-sexually charged women with a great need for the meaty scholong of Vic Bassi.
-young men with a strong desire, and large enough capacity for some man-love from said father.
-Mr. Stern (for some hott mustach man-love action)
Example: Your dad put his big throbbing penis in my cookie last night.
Note 1,568:
The commerical use of Vic Bassi's penis is strictly prohibited without expressed writen consent by the Women United for the Preservation of Mr. Bassi's Schlong, and his owners (EEL and Danger).
2/06/2006 10:47 AM
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