What better way is there to thank my guest bloggers, Sweetas and Jack-n-the-Hat, than with a whole lot of red, white, blue and ginge? (Put down your invoices Sweetas and Jack, that question was rhetorical.) There isn’t a better way. So this is how I am giving my thanks to Sweetas and Jack for taking time out from talking shit and getting drunk to talk shit and get drunk for Dlisted while I was out showing my auntie and mom the sights of New York City (“On your right, is Williamsburg’s famous Mt. Trash Bags and on your left is our proud dirty condom and dog shit art installation.” – me to my auntie).
I am freak of the control variety and am addicted to shade throwing so I didn’t get away from my laptop as much as I would’ve liked to. But when I did, I could count on Sweetas and Jack to be your substitute shit talkers, and they get an A grade for me. They would’ve gotten an A+, but there was an uncomfortable incident involving a drunk e-mail and a pictures of external organs I still can’t positively identify (I’m not naming names).
When I have to undergo an entire plastic surgery makeover (skin dying, pec implants, bicep transplants, hair plugs on my ass cheeks, a washboard installed under my gut, etc….) so that Mah Boo Anderson Cooper can wink at me on the street just once (he still won’t), I can count on Sweetas and Jack to fill in for me. So let’s all raise a bong for them!
And this post is not only a gift to Sweetas and Jack, it’s also an early Fourth of July gift to all of you. Pull up a lawn chair and feast your eyes on the freckled fireworks show on Phoebe Price’s white night skin.
This spread for the Appalachian version of Gourmet Magazine featuring Variety sugar and Duncan Hines frosting IS your Fourth of July sparkler!