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A Lie Told Well: Ewe Bris
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A Lie Told Well. Monday, December 12, 2011. The CDC's Morbidity and Mortality Report last week warned that castrating lambs with your teeth may make you sick. I know. I'm as shocked by all this as you are. Life's already a party. I particularly appreciate how the article frames the situation as if it were some big mystery. The two workers who came down with C. jejuni. I mean, I flossed after and everything.". Posted by Colonel Gentleman. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A largely carbon-based organism...
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A Lie Told Well: Leaving' a Hundred to Make You Feel Slutted
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A Lie Told Well. Thursday, December 22, 2011. Leaving' a Hundred to Make You Feel Slutted. Ryan from More Rants than Raves. Recently sent me GQ. Must I wear my monocle at all times, and if so, how do I prevent my cheek and brow muscles from not seizing up (no- only wear your monocle when leveling additional contempt at your subject, as if unaided sight would fall short of fully appreciating their failure as a human being)? That Jeter has a penchant for gifting his sexual conquests with personalized Derek...
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A Lie Told Well: November 2011
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A Lie Told Well. Sunday, November 27, 2011. This isn't some new iteration of my affection for inappropriate humor, I assure you. Rather, it's the comfort in knowing that having and raising a child is as everything else: goods and bads, highs and lows. It makes it seem more possible, more attainable, which right now is something I need, I think. Still, I'd like to think I'm up to the challenge. Posted by Colonel Gentleman. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog.
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A Lie Told Well: July 2009
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A Lie Told Well. Sunday, July 26, 2009. I'm Not Dead Yet. I'm not popping on the blogosphere to bitch and moan, as I honestly recognize that I have no leg to stand on. Let's instead just say that my schedule seems to be preventing me from the whimsy and sardonic detachment I typically cultivate immediately before making a post, and so I may not be making any more for a little while more. I'll try. I just can't make any promises. Posted by Colonel Gentleman. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Im Not Dead Yet.
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A Lie Told Well: New Years Resolutions, or A List of Things I'll Fail at this Year, as "Life" is Simply Too Broad
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A Lie Told Well. Thursday, January 5, 2012. New Years Resolutions, or A List of Things I'll Fail at this Year, as "Life" is Simply Too Broad. Or, you know, not. Um.How's the new jogging regimen going? Punch Clean through a Man's Chest. This is a standing resolution every year, and obviously needs no further explanation. Outsource My Paper Grading to a Third World Country. Accumulate More Obscure Knowledge about Punctuation and Typeface. Those are still cool, right? Maintain my Luxurious Hairline. Wow, ch...
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A Lie Told Well: January 2011
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A Lie Told Well. Sunday, January 30, 2011. The Internet: Long, Hard, and now Full of Sea Men. You cock your velvety chapeau at a jaunty angle, by god, and you soldier on. Ah, but what happens if you have a specific "type," one these cookie cutter dating sites just don't cater to? Well, ladies, look no further: I give you Sea Captain Date. Too good to be true, you say (no doubt between salty tears of joy)? Just watch this entirely authentic testimonial, and prepare to finally say "ahoy" to your heart:.
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A Lie Told Well: Perambulator Chaser
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A Lie Told Well. Sunday, November 27, 2011. This isn't some new iteration of my affection for inappropriate humor, I assure you. Rather, it's the comfort in knowing that having and raising a child is as everything else: goods and bads, highs and lows. It makes it seem more possible, more attainable, which right now is something I need, I think. Still, I'd like to think I'm up to the challenge. Posted by Colonel Gentleman. November 29, 2011 at 8:50 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Great Adventures ...
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A Lie Told Well: September 2009
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A Lie Told Well. Saturday, September 12, 2009. Not too long ago I was robbed by gypsies. I am not entirely unconvinced that this was a deliberate effort to lay the groundwork for their American kin this past year. In my defense (says the man who just described ignoring deformed Parisian orphans - in front of Notre Dame, no less! Will you let me wash this shirt at your house? Do you have an Xbox? Posted by Colonel Gentleman. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A largely carbon-based organism, Colonel Gentleman st...
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A Lie Told Well: December 2011
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A Lie Told Well. Thursday, December 22, 2011. Leaving' a Hundred to Make You Feel Slutted. Ryan from More Rants than Raves. Recently sent me GQ. Must I wear my monocle at all times, and if so, how do I prevent my cheek and brow muscles from not seizing up (no- only wear your monocle when leveling additional contempt at your subject, as if unaided sight would fall short of fully appreciating their failure as a human being)? That Jeter has a penchant for gifting his sexual conquests with personalized Derek...
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A Lie Told Well: Old Man Fight Prompts Ambivalence, Giggles
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A Lie Told Well. Friday, December 2, 2011. Old Man Fight Prompts Ambivalence, Giggles. I'll give you a moment to let that one sink in. My point (oh, I have one), is that my frame of reference may have been inevitably skewed over the course of many, many years immersed in this sort of inappropriate tom-foolery. I know what I find funny, but of late, the better angel on my shoulder seems to be absent. Sure, I'll still laugh, but should I also feel guilty for laughing? The suspense is killing me. A largely ...
