A Rose By Any Other Name Still Stinks!!!

My Mom I remember way back when, I used to sit on Mama Ohh!’s lap. She would tell me tales of the old country. These were probably all lies considering she was born and raised in Pennsylvania. Although, she does make a mean golabki, which are Polish cabbage rolls, paprikash, which is Polish chicken in …

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Being On Fire Really Burns My Butt

In 1985 Bruce Springsteen wrote a song called I’m On Fire. I looked at a picture of Bruce, and while he’s not the handsomest man alive he doesn’t look as though he has had third degree burns all over his body. Therefore, we must conclude he was speaking figuratively as opposed to literally. I don’t …

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