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Ok,
I'm going to hell for posting this snark, but here goes.
And I'll even do it non-anon.
A bunch of bloggers are standing in a circle at the Omni Hotel...it's around 3:30 am...Some are saying it's over, they're pooped, and that they must leave... Alison quips "No, it's not over...it isn't over until..." and is interrupted by Ev. who says "what? until you sing?" To which we are all agasp with the unexpected snarkitude. (Ref: EvHead's post about accidentally calling Alison fat) To which *I* in response say "Dude, I wouldn't talk... 1984 called and they want their jeans back." (He was wearing faded jeans with a rip through the *knee*. Let's go footloose now, shall we?) Brad started crying he was laughing so hard. This was followed by Anil poking fun at Ernie for knowing and demonstrating all the choreography of "Hit Me Baby, One More Time".
I've since shared this story with Heather who apparently was so astonished that she spit her apple onto the monitor. Clean that puppy up, sweetums. It gets sticky, right quick.
Welcome to SnarkbySw folks. It's all in good fun.
And I'm hoping that no one will throw texan bbq ribs at me next time I see you all.
PS, thanks to Shaun for the template.
I'm going to hell for posting this snark, but here goes.
And I'll even do it non-anon.
A bunch of bloggers are standing in a circle at the Omni Hotel...it's around 3:30 am...Some are saying it's over, they're pooped, and that they must leave... Alison quips "No, it's not over...it isn't over until..." and is interrupted by Ev. who says "what? until you sing?" To which we are all agasp with the unexpected snarkitude. (Ref: EvHead's post about accidentally calling Alison fat) To which *I* in response say "Dude, I wouldn't talk... 1984 called and they want their jeans back." (He was wearing faded jeans with a rip through the *knee*. Let's go footloose now, shall we?) Brad started crying he was laughing so hard. This was followed by Anil poking fun at Ernie for knowing and demonstrating all the choreography of "Hit Me Baby, One More Time".
I've since shared this story with Heather who apparently was so astonished that she spit her apple onto the monitor. Clean that puppy up, sweetums. It gets sticky, right quick.
Welcome to SnarkbySw folks. It's all in good fun.
And I'm hoping that no one will throw texan bbq ribs at me next time I see you all.
PS, thanks to Shaun for the template.