a guy at work tonight forced me to have a 15-minute long conversation about ronald reagan's subpar acting career, and how innocently racist a lot of his movies were. terms that were used in succession: "tarbaby," "redskin," "monkeylips," and the accidental yet curiously appropriate "nigger." i was contemplating bringing up reagarsize and telling him all about how zombie reagan and i stay fit and trim on our tony little exercise machines, and then delve into my two strict rules for the beach (no kicking sand and no crunches allowed) but this fellow was obviously a diehard republican to the teeth. if i insult any representative of the confederate flag, i'll probably have a ford f150 full of good ol' boys waiting for me in the parking lot after my shift is up. "heritage not hate" bumper sticker and all. i lost 4 waist sizes, and i'm not embarrassed to wear a bikini anymore!
Current Mood: cheerful
we're making "team awesome" shirts and making a zombie movie called "full moon madness"
I did it Sarah. Now REAGARSIZE WITH ME WOOT
NEVAR FORGET REAGANOMICS