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2003-08-30 Speaking of moles that make the world go round (see previous entry), I am still in deep mourning over the consignment of Enrique Iglesias's mole to the earth from whence it came. Possibly cancerous, he says. Well. Don't expect Anna Kournikova to keep on banging you now. Where's the incentive? As long as there was a mole, there was a reason. SPEAKING OF...Enrique Iglesias again, actually, my friend Sexy Motherfucking Bitch-Ho, who is currently studying in Ghana (Who takes her Semester at Sea in Ghana? Some kind of lame humanitarian would be my guess. Although apparently there are prostitutes with fake breasts in Ghana, and everyone in Ghana is always slathered in palm oil. Why? Because all their food is cooked in palm oil, and since the concept of utensils has obviously not reached Africa yet, everyone eats with their fingers and just wipes their hands on their bodies when they're finished eating. That last part might not be true.) told me that she saw Lionel Richie and Enrique Iglesias singing a DUET on the local music video channel, "Uncolonized". Am I alone in thinking that is a hilarious name for a music video channel? We're fresh, we're edgy, we're...uncolonized. I challenge Dire Straits to work that one into a song. Now, I have not heard this duet, which is sure to be an instant classic, because I believe that stirring a little suck into the Lionel Richie sauce is a surefire way to revive his career. Is it too much to hope that Anna Kournikova will star in the video, maybe sculpting clay heads and pretending to be blind?
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