Stolen from so many others ...

Name a CD you own that no-one else on your friends list does: The oft-mentioned Tunes Young People Will Enjoy - Jesse Valenzuela


Name a book you own that no-one else on your friends list does: Adìos, Barbie edited by Ophira Edut (since re-titled Body Outlaws, cos Mattell wasn't too happy about the original name.)


Name a movie you own on DVD/VHS/whatever that no-one else on your friends list does: Romance - because I'm such a geek when it comes to films that are obscure, foreign *and* happen to feature a porn star (in a mainstream role) that can act his way out of a paper bag (Rocco Siffredi) - even if he does look kind of like the BNL road manager, Craig (Fin) Finley.


Name a place that you have visited that no one else on your friends list has: Elko, Nevada.

Bill O'Reilly, Professional Hypocrite

It's probably totally wrong of me to get even the slightest bit of pleasure from it, but there's just something about schadenfreude that just gets me all a-twitter.

Especially when it involves high and mighty people and their pedestals: Coming soon! "Hi, my name is Bill, and I'm a sex addict."

Read, absorb, and get that warm little twitter-pated feeling of schadenfreude for yourselves, my lovelies.

Then ponder why so many on the Right seem to be so fixated on sex.