Almost all of you guessed #1 on my little quiz last week.
And that was the wrong answer.
Mr. Van Halen did get some panties tossed his way by yours truly.
I can't believe you didn't remember me writing about that almost 14 years ago.
I am sure that's why Van Halen has never returned to Boise, Idaho.
#2 was actually the lie.
I have never hung out on the street corner handing out lemons wearing a "Life" shirt.
But it's something I definitely want to do.
You would think that me admitting that I threw turd-stained underwear on stage at a concert would be the worst thing you would read about on my blog today.
You would be wrong.
I present this:
Just when you think things can't get any more disturbing on the third rock from the Sun.
Seriously, what in the wide world of fudge is going with people?
Is the point where we have jumped the shark as a species?
As a species, do human beings need a new predator to take us out?
Have we been at the top of the food chain too long?
I am typing the words "doggie scrotal decoration."
This isn't good.
You could have some fun with the advertising or headlines I guess:
"A Whole New Ball Game"
"Deck The Balls"
"If These Balls Could Talk"
"The Balls In Your Court"
Here's a link to the article if you want to read more about it.
Thanks for swinging by. I will talk to you soon.
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.