C'mon baby, light my fire
Anyone out there ever watched Dog: The Bounty Hunter? It's grade-A cheese that will make you proud to be an American. He and his wife have mile-high bleach-blonde hair and wifey has ENORMOUS gravity-defying bosoms and totters around chasing criminals in teeny-tiny high heels. And she wears way too much makeup, natch. I also enjoy costar Leland, who reminds me of a boy I nearly dated in a twelve-step program some ten years ago. They're both skinny and muscly with long hair and lots of tats, but also sweet. The difference with twelve-step boy was that he was a motorcycle mechanic and always covered in grease and I smoked at the time and was forever afraid of ashing near him, for fear he'd go up in a puff of smoke. I remember smiling at him in Friendly's over a cup of coffee -- I think he was wearing a leather vest with no shirt -- as he was a biker along with being a bike mechanic -- and trying to keep the cherry end of my ciggie away from him even as I swayed ever closer.
I wonder what ever happened to him.
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