It is late, you’re a woman alone, and bad guys are chasing you. You round a corner and whip up your skirt. Instantly, you’re camouflaged as a vending machine, and the attackers keep going. Maybe this urban ploy will work, but you should consider:
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Hey, Blog Guy, I need your help. I am a professional assassin who happens to be a woman, and while I would love to look good on the job, nobody seems to be going after this market. Oh sure, there’s plenty for the MALE assassins to wear, but nothing for us gals. I’m about mad enough to kill somebody! Any advice?
We have a video report that raises sort of a theological question. Who has done more good for mankind – the person who produced shoes festooned with precious gems to sell for $134,000 a pair, or the one who thought of guarding those shoes with a live cobra?
We all know how the dance goes. Some celebrity or businessman or politician is caught doing something bad, and after a period of denial they then go through the weepy shame phase, ending in a cathartic display on some TV interview show, and they just seem so darned sincere…
Back in May, we noted an ongoing competition to determine the “Worst Canadian.” Early contenders for the honor included pop singers like Celine Dion and Shania Twain, and the former owner of the Toronto Maple Leafs. We suggested cartoon villain Snidely Whiplash, just to be helpful.