Wednesday, December 6, 2006

It rhymes with Seed a Chick, Bowl



Today was a hectic day for the EADJ committee. We had to fire some of the board members for softening their stance on Joel's eating habits. Get this: some of them proposed that he occasionally "lick balls" as a way to "break the monotony." That simply will not stand. It's EADJ, not LSBJ. What the fuck, y'all.

They were, however, sent away with some lovely parting gifts of Zune MP3 players and a free subscription to Black Tail magazine. Their parking was also validated.

(pictured above, Jeff Scott wonders what smells like ranch dressing)

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