Headline from the Star Trib: Marines pose for beefcake calendar to raise money for wounded comrades.
Why didn't we think of this before. Let's see, the guys I know so far--Uncle Ben, Night Writer, Marty, Surly Dave--we'd get some others that you guys know.
2007 Beefcake Bloggers of the MOB Calendar.
Let's see what we need: a speedo and a pair of wrist sweaters from Mall Diva
What do you think we'd need for the the first run: 100,000 copies at $9.95 each.
We could sell them via the internet; or, once we get our Saturday Night Tarted Up Chanteuse Wrestling going, we can sell them there.
(Back-up plan, if it turns out as I think it might turn out, we could make people pay us for not showing them pictures of all us in speedo's and wrist sweaters. Either way, we could make some money on the deal)
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This recalls an episode of SNL where Patrick Swayze and Chris Farley are trying out for the Chippendales. I think that we resemble on of those two, but I'll leave it to you to guess which one.
Well I know who I resemble. You still seem to be in pretty good shape. I can remember when I was about 40 lbs lighter, that was before I met Mocha-momma and started eating her cooking. The good food and sitting in front of a computer for 8 hours a day has manifested itself around my midsection.
Some scary ideas you have here.
Mercy: you should know better, the more idiotic the idea, the more likely it's apt to sell. Look at television nowadays, look at bobbleheads, look at insidious wrist sweaters. I've never thought about it in my life, but lately I've been getting this entrepenurial spirit. I'm gonna figure out some way to capitalize on the prevailing culture of stupidity that manifests itself in America today.
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