Blog Guy, I saw a bunch of Reuters photos from the World Testicle Cooking Championship, and I was surprised you didn’t cover it in your blog.
Hey Blog Guy, you obviously know a lot about language. I just heard a strange expression, “As dumb as an Italian hunter.” What does that even mean?
Okay gang, we’ve gotta find a way to distinguish our brand of coffee from all the others. You know, like it’s grown on misty Blue Mountain, or in the intoxicating sea breezes of Hawaii, or some poetry like that.
Blog Guy, I’m very, very confused.
That’s nothing to be ashamed of in this blog, sir. What seems to be the problem?
Blog Guy, I’m going out to lunch. Wanna come along?
Thanks, I ate already. Spicy Peanut Chicken Kebabs with Satay Sauce, and Blue Cheese with Roasted Pecan Dip, over at Trader Joe’s.
“Lamar, aren’t you gonna finish your fish taco? Then whose is it? Ah, that dead guy’s?
Blog Guy, I read your item on Angelina Jolie this week, and it made me wonder who the next “perfect” woman will be.
Blog Guy, I know you are an expert on other cultures. A couple from India has moved in next door to us, and I’d like to invite them over for a drink. Any tips for me?
I’m sorry, but apparently it’s time for an etiquette lesson.
The caption on these photos tells us this guy is taking his Giant Mexican Iguana with him for a walk while “meeting a friend for lunch.”
Blog Guy, I know you love animals.
I’m thinking of becoming vegan. I’ve read that Ellen Degeneres and her spouse Portia de Rossi are both vegans. Is that right?