So guess who is back in the news? Yup. Mel Gibson. Seems he's out promoting his new movie and he's going on all the shows and rehashing the whole "Jews suck" thing from this past summer.
The beauty of it is that I got to read all of Mel's Jew bashing comments...it's actually rather amusing but becomes killer funny once you step inside the police station with Mel and he calls one of the policewomen "SugarTits". Is that an insult? Do women really hate being called SugarTits? Sounds kinda sweet to me. Sugar=Sweet. Tits=Breasts. SugarTits=SweetBreasts. This is a problem?
Why didn't the media bring this up before? Why didn't Mel? Now that I've heard that Mel called some chick SugarTits I'm kinda on his side again.
Though I've never used the term 'SugarTits' before (I'm partial to Sweater Puppies) I think I'm gonna start.
Or would that offend all you SugarTitted Jew bitches?
It's a gas, gas, gas!
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I think I'm going to spend the day calling the men I work with "sugar tits" and see who gets offended. Just for fun.
DoubleDogDare you.
There are no men in publishing?
Motheragawd:
Lucky for me, I get to wuss out on NoOprah's dare because I actually work mostly with women, too...and the only man I see regularly is my boss. And I sure as hell ain't calling my boss "Sugar Dick"! Ha!
Good point, Motheragawd...they do seem to do a lot of stuff like video-game testing, beer tasting, or, I dunno, running comic book shops. You know, made up jobs like that.
All the guys work with me.
Anyway, asked a few at lunch today if they's be offended if I called them sugat tits.
They all basically said it didn't matter what I called them because they'd just ignore me anyway.
It's nice to be so professionally regarded...bunch of sugar titties.
What do you suppose employees in erotic bakeries use as pet names for each other?
-- Lamont Cranston
Ooo! Oooo! I'm a man and I work! I'm in a cubicle, and everything!
If you want to be really scared, you should hear what I do! Or, more specifically, what my software does. (I write software, by the way.)
The software that I write reports on the clinical testing of pharmaceuticals. That's right. One of the crazies that hangs out on this blog writes software that helps Big Pharma figure out which drugs are working, and which drugs are not.
Shakin in yer boots yet?
Motheragawd does not meanth what she just said.
Or else I will send 120 teenagers over to her house everyday for a month.
and bostongraf,
I thought it was a requirement to not only understand but to USE pharmaceuticals to hang out on this blog. Even ones that aren't meant for humans.
Dear boston "sugar dick" graf"
I'm scared.
Sincerely,
Cake
I'll bet if you walked by a construction site and hollared "Hey Sugar Dicks!" to the workers, they'd be psyched.
If you yelled "Good morning Sugar Tits" to them, however, you might get knocked over by a crane.
That's just a guess though.
They're re-surfacing the road out in front of my office...tons of construction workers.
For a nice bottle of wine, I'll open my window, shout "HEY SUGAR TITS!" at them, and photograph the results.
BostonGraf is a dude??
Motheragawd,
Oh no Holy Mother! Just to give you a taste of MY daily exisitence!
Cake,
Go for it!!!
You can just hide after you yell (and take a picture, of course)
Ha, I was bluffing...the windows don't actually open. (Wouldn't do to have us tying office supplies together in an escape bid, now would it?)
Cake,
Maybe you could bake some cookies, bring them over to the crew and say "You sugar tits have been working so hard-here are some cookies for you."
And if they try to knock you over with a crane, just tell them you were DoubleDogDared. (and get the phone numbers of all the cute ones for me please.)
"Tits and Hitler"
Sounds like a buddy movie starring Pam Anderson and our man Mel.
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