Time for another rousing rendition of My Friday Confessions. And by 'rousing' I mean interesting. And by 'interesting' I mean it could go either way. But let's dive right in, shall we? The suspense is
notkilling me.
- I have a criminal past. Although it pains me to admit it, there was this time when I was young and full of semi-false bravado, when I decided to break the law--and I stole...a pack...of Bubblicious. That's right, Tinalicious is a Bubblicious thief. Hmm. I think I've just had a gum-smacking epiphany. My days as a hardened criminal seem to have infiltrated my law-abiding adult blogging life by subconsciously inspiring my blog name. Dammit, will my criminal past ever stop haunting me?! I did the crime, but I think I've served enough time and penance at this point. Oh the shame. The horror. The um...icious-ness of it all!
- I lather, and I rinse, but I don't repeat. Call me crazy, but if you Lather, Rinse, Repeat, you are what advertisers are referring to when they say,'there's one born every minute.' *winks* Fight the urge to repeat, y'all. Don't be a REPEATER!
- I am still wildly confused and tormented over the disappearing older brother, Chuck, from Happy Days. Seriously, where the hell did that dude go? It's madness, I tell you, utter madness. Don't give us a beloved, albeit mostly invisible older brother character and then yank him away from us! And I bet HE didn't consider them to be Happy Days. But I have to wonder if he's friends with the original Becky from Roseanne...and the original Aunt Vivian from the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Maybe they have, like, a club or something?
Go forth now, sated with the humor-filled guffaws of my Friday ramblings. I bid you well.
