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I DO NOT Understand It!

I was tagged by Barb. The goal is to describe the "Five things society at large enjoys, but that I, for the most part, just don't get..."

1. Bermuda Shorts.

You see them in the Old Navy commercials. I think they are icky. I am a big fan of the Jessica/Daisy shorts.

SO is my husband.

2. Face piercing.

My friend tara has her nose pierced and I swear it looks like a booger or something. I like the belly, the ears, even the....nope, that's it.

3. Looking like you just rolled out of bed for award shows.

This picture takes me right to number 4.

4. Brittany Spears. IS she trying to look like an idiot? I know she couldn't stay a teeny bopper forever, but did she have to turn into a slutty, dumbass?


5. Women that are way to skinny.

It doesn't look good ladies. Not only does your head look huge (alien freak), but you also looks like you are a crack head whore. Let's get back to the day when women had some meet are their bones.

They were so much sexier.

Okay, I am supposed to tag five people. I have decided to tag:
Karen (because she just started her blog and this gives her a new post)
Amy (because she gets a little slack on posting)
Melissa (Clint's sister in-law, she just started her blog)
Warcrygirl (just because she entertains me)
Lorelie (because this may be easier than mowing the lawn)

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