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Post by trixie on Aug 22, 2008 17:55:58 GMT -5
So I don't have to get a pelvic exam by someone named ZUMA NESTA ROCK. And that I won't have to ask investment advice from someone named PEANUT. And that I won't have to have a rectal exam by someone named INSPEKTOR PILOT. That's all I have to say.
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Post by Liz on Aug 22, 2008 20:10:25 GMT -5
I don't get it, either (the name).
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Post by trixie on Aug 22, 2008 20:29:22 GMT -5
Liz, This is getting OUTTA HAND! BRING BACK DEBBIE, DAVE AND MIKEY! Even a Horace will do! Okay, now that I'm over that little rant... Zuma, well I'm going for Zuma Beach where I spent many of my formative years screaming at jellyfish that had washed up on shore and got smashed with sticks by the local little boy terrorists. Nesta. According to what I've read Nesta was actually Bob Marley's real first name. BOB, FREAKIN' MARLEY'S NAME WAS REALLY NESTA? Okay, I have to find my rum bottle now. Noooooo! And Rock? Well, obviously that is what they have in their heads. These people need to put down the crack pipes, quit licking the LSD stickers, stop snuffing gasoline and then realize that they are having KIDS, not pets. And I wouldn't even name a hamster Zuma NOR Peanut. Apple, well, maybe a parrot, but that's it. I've had it. I hate celebrity breeding and the names they give their precious-nesses. Sorry, I've had a bad day and I'm thinking of adopting a kid named Malibu Spunky Sand Dune. Just because.
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Post by Liz on Aug 23, 2008 3:47:13 GMT -5
Sorry, I've had a bad day and I'm thinking of adopting a kid named Malibu Spunky Sand Dune. Just because. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
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