Showing posts with label paris hilton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paris hilton. Show all posts
Friday, August 22, 2008
North Dakota Gold Snow Women Sasquatches Paris Hilton
The Literary Brothel has had visitors from 49 states.
There is only one state that stays away.
(In case you couldn't do the math)
Can you guess which one?
That's right. North Dakota.
Or "South Canada," as it is sometimes called.
By people who are not from there,
but run a website
that tries to get visitors
from North Dakota.
What will it take to get visitors from North Dakota?
Will it help to mention North Dakota and Paris Hilton in the same sentence?
Probably not.
It might be better to talk about Fargo, Bismarck, or Grand Forks.
And even better to say,
"We know where the treasure is buried."
Or
"When this snow melts, boy are we going to be rich."
C'mon ND.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Michael Phelps's Text Messages
Michael Phelps said today that he received "like a hundred text messages" after winning the gold in the 400-meter freestyle relay.
Using advanced technology* we here at The Literary Brothel intercepted the first of those text messages, and traced the numbers back to the senders. Yeah, I know, that's some "advanced" technology.
Here they are, in the order received:
"Big ups, Mike. I will buy your suit for one million dollars, as agreed." -Bill 'bad boy' Gates
"My dad wants to send you a text message congratulating you, but he can't figure out how. I'm gonna try to teach him. If not, well, good job, I guess." -Jenna Bush
"Dude, chicks dig gold medals. Let me wear one. Just for a night. I'll let you play my bongos." -Matthew McConaughey
"I JUST LEARNED HOW TO TEXT! WOO WOO!" -yer prez
"Congrats, man, but many medals do you need?" -Greg Louganis
"Did Greg just send you a text about winning too many medals and outshining former Olympians? Just remember, there are many of us, and one of you. And you can't hide in the water forever." -Mary Lou Retton on behalf of herself, Mark Spitz, Carl Lewis, Kerri Strug, and many, many others. We are everywhere.
"Nice strokes kid, but are you ready for the big time? See you in San Diego." -Shamu
"Congrats. Whatever Bill offered you for your suit, I'll double it." -Rupert Murdoch
"What I mean is, congratulations Michael. Your country is proud of you. When you get back to the states, your Uncle George will send over a congratulatory gallon of gas. Lol. Btw, did you know 'congratulatory' was a word? Connie taught me that one today. Anyways, gotta go." -GWB
"Your totally hot. Loves it." -Paris Hilton
Just after the text from Paris our advanced technology ran out of ideas. Oh well. As if Phelps needs more press...
-KV
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*known in some circles as the "imagination" machine
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Who the hell is Tucker Bounds?
All I know is that he is running for "biggest asshole on the planet." Yes, that's an award. We give it out here at The Brothel. Whenever we want.
Really, I can't find anything else about the guy. Can you?
Meanwhile, here are some Tucker Bounds to give you a taste of his "character."
“Barack Obama’s latest negative attack ad shows his celebrity is matched only by his hypocrisy."
And the more recent...
"Paris Hilton might not be as big a celebrity as Barack Obama, but she obviously has a better energy plan."
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