"the humpty dance is the trance, do the hump! oh humpty baby do the humpty hump!"
A friend texted me today, told that they were listening to R. Kelly's "World's Greatest". Good beats. And it prompted this very blog post.
At 11am EST, Tiger Woods addressed his fans/former followers/gossip queens. Thanks to CNN.com we here in Cubicle Land were witness to the world's greatest walk of shame. Very long overdue. (The Butler and HookerJones were wondering who wrote it - very well done.)
The term 'walk of shame' never quite made sense to me. Most people I know aren't usually ashamed of a little bang-bang-boom; another notch in their belt. But watching his conference was like being at a funeral. Yikes. Imagine: grovelling for forgiveness, formal attire, the most somber of audience members (with Kleenex in hand). That is a true walk of shame.
What a shithead.
What happened to loyalty and the sanctity of a vow? In the face of all this infidelity, we are reminded of true American spirit these days by the stunning performance of Team USA in Vancouver. For better or worse, from coaches to couch potatoes, we are there for our athletes.
And then there's The Office. I'll be damned if one of my podmates turns their back on The Office. Seriously, here in Cubicle Land we are all about The Office. It's just seething from our pores. We dine together, frequent bars together, share gossip - basically spending most of our waking hours together.
This bond, this brotherhood, must be branded. Let's get tattoos.
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