Do you think anyone actually *went* to a Rush concert? My guess is no.
VERY funny. I actually LOVE Red Barchetta... or however you spell it. My brother loved Rush and I thought it was so funny.. the "guy with the high voice." But when I hear a song on the radio I end up cranking it... so I guess it stuck with me!
I couldn't stand Rush! I dated a guy in highschool who thought they were the greatest. He's probably married to one of the women with the lips now. I don't really understand Carrot Top either.
I am back, my friend. And yes, the short women accosted me on the beach along with the men of beach sales. The most amazing one was the man who had pottery attached to himself, hanging from every part of him. I'm not sure how he walks in that thick sand through the hottest part of a Mexican day with enormous salad bowls and dinnerware for 6, hanging from his body.It's funny that you should say that about Rush. I was in Chicago recently and my music aficionado of a brother in law wanted to know, if I wanted front row tickets to Rush. I immediately answered him with, "Why would anyone want front row tickets to Rush?" Then, while in San Fran, last week, I heard 2 dj's on the radio deciding that only men really get Rush. Perhaps that's true, because I certainly don't. Here's what I don't understand: Why is there a karmic law of the universe, that no matter where I sit on an airplane, I am destined to have the really whiny, nasal, screechy, loud, obnoxious type of woman behind me who is determined to broadcast her business to the entire plane?
I don't really understand Carrot Top either, but have you seen him in a sleeveless shirt? Dude is RIPPED!
Carrot Top is one big plastic surgery nightmare. He and Michael Jackson could have held a competition. Although I doubt Carrot Top's nose hangs on a door knob at night.
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