The republicans will control our advertising too.
Notable pollster Frank Luntz, known for helping craft the language for "Contract with America," has been bought out by Omnicom. Omnicom is the largest holding company in the advertising industry.
I foresee a plethora of Jessica SImpson/Jared Fogle type mock romances to tie in a new CD/Sandwich combo.
Any guess as to what pairing will be the most profitable? I've voting for the cage match between authors & political whipping boy/girl Santorum & Clinton. Which book will sell more copies, and does prominent placement on "Desperate Housewives" translate into profits?
I foresee a plethora of Jessica SImpson/Jared Fogle type mock romances to tie in a new CD/Sandwich combo.
Any guess as to what pairing will be the most profitable? I've voting for the cage match between authors & political whipping boy/girl Santorum & Clinton. Which book will sell more copies, and does prominent placement on "Desperate Housewives" translate into profits?
posted by UberDILF @ 9:19 AM
5 Comments:
At 1:01 PM,
Ubermilf said…
Words and music by rick nielsen
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, they’re coming to arrest me, oh no.
You know that talk is cheap, and those rumors ain’t nice.
And when I fall asleep I don’t think I’ll survive the night, the night.
’cause they’re waiting for me.
They’re looking for me.
Ev’ry single night they’re driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
(live inside of my head.)
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
(come to me in my bed.)
The dream police, they’re coming to arrest me, oh no.
Well, I can’t tell lies, ’cause they’re listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet they’re spying on me tonight, tonight.
’cause they’re waiting for me.
They’re looking for me.
Ev’ry single night they’re driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
I try to sleep, they’re wide awake, they won’t leave me alone.
They don’t get paid to take vacations, or let me alone.
They spy on me, I try to hide, they won’t let me alone.
They persecute me, they’re the judge and jury all in one.
’cause they’re waiting for me.
They’re looking for me.
Ev’ry single night they’re driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, they’re coming to arrest me.
At 2:41 PM,
UberDILF said…
I'll always picture the scene in "Fast Times at Ridgemont High" when Damone sings.
http://www.trickworld.com/Sounds/apu.wav
At 2:43 PM,
UberDILF said…
http://www.trickworld.com/Sounds/thetunes.wav
At 8:14 PM,
Ubermilf said…
Post something new or I'll kick you in the nads!
At 4:08 PM,
Anonymous said…
She'll do it too!
Post a Comment
<< Home