2 Mulligans for Johnny and Fabio
In the spirit of wax packs, this post is dedicated to Johnny Pesky, thee of the unintelligent lawn chair positioning. Johnny, dude... you're wicked old... like 85? You're also wicked directly in the way of a line drive.
And, speaking of shriveled 1940s infielders, I'm devastated to announce (via Adjab) that everyone's favorite faux butter spokesmodel, Fabio, will be leaving his post this Spring. We, the people of "I Can't Believe it's Not" nation, are held to the task of electing the next man-toy. The website showcases a line-up of daytime soap hunks, but I was thinking more along the lines of Ron Howard.
This whole fake butter in a pump thing is ironic, right?
And, speaking of shriveled 1940s infielders, I'm devastated to announce (via Adjab) that everyone's favorite faux butter spokesmodel, Fabio, will be leaving his post this Spring. We, the people of "I Can't Believe it's Not" nation, are held to the task of electing the next man-toy. The website showcases a line-up of daytime soap hunks, but I was thinking more along the lines of Ron Howard.
This whole fake butter in a pump thing is ironic, right?
posted by jayniek at 6:06 PM
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