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Look at this monstrosity Mom captured for me! She knows I have a real problem with the concept of fake plants, so she made sure to get a picture of this . . . thing . . . in her (otherwise quite nice) hotel room in L.A.



( bigger . . . check it out in all its glory )

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Anyone need a gmail invite? I gots three left.

edit: all gone fer now.

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OK, I can just stop living now. I'm never gonna see anything funnier than this.

"His immodest conduct in putting himself in the position where his court reporter could see his penis, both erect and non-erect, from fifteen to twenty times, including seeing him masturbate and lift his penis and shave underneath with a razor, is conduct which is morally reprehensible and deserving of removal.."

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I thought some o' y'all might get a kick of of hearing Billy Bob Thornton collaborating w/ Earl Scruggs on a bluegrass/hip-hop version of Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire," so I ripped it from the Oxford American's Southern Music Sampler #5. I actually quite dig it, even if the concept sounds a little weird.

Ring of Fire