Sims-Sessions Winners-of-the-Week!

Dear Blog,
Although we laughed extensively at this week's Sims Session, in fact I was on the floor real-lifesies-weak-kneeed (sp?) there aren't many notes in my comedy notebook. Here are the few nibblets apparently worth writing down:
1. Moose Ganja. This was a Simlish slipup. I think we decided that moose are just funny no matter what. Meese. Whatever.
2. The FriendHeart. You'll find out soon....Ok, I can't resist, it's so delightful! When you and a friend have a disagreement, argument, fight, what have you; and you just want it to be over but you don't really want to work it out with theraputic hippie-attentive listening shit, you can just say to your friend, "Friend Heart." And make a heart with your hands and your friend won't be able to resist. No one can resist the Friend Heart. This is registered by ASCAP, AFTRA and SAG.
3. The Comedy Goat. It was funny at the time. After 6 hours in a recording studio speaking gibberish, almost everything is fucking hilarious.
4. Judo Mo. A Judo Master obviously. Possibly a fellow heeb.
5. Comedy Gold. As in, "That take was Comedy Gold." Or just CoGo.
6. Bell Hops vs. Concierge. Is there really a difference?
7. Nana Mammals. I suppose these would be grandmothers who are also mammals, such as my mom. I am not the child making my mom a grandmother, just for the record.
C'est Tout! As Patreek (phonetically-French-way-to-say Patrick), my, in retrospect, flamingly gay French teacher in high school used to say.
Love The UkuLady
PS: A Swedish couple has been forbidden by the Swedish tax board to name their baby girl Metallica. I think it's a pretty good name. Call her Meta. Very post-modern.
PPS: Speaking of Post-Modern, The UkuLady would like to give a Props-of-sorts Award-of-Theatrical-Dedication to my myspace friend and real life friend, Timmy, who is flying to Greece for 3 days only, in order to catch a couple performances of Nixon in China. That's artistic-appreciation-dedication! Hope you get some airplane tranquilizers.

CamelToe & Mooseknuckle

Dear Blog,
I need to address, once again, the incredible phenomenon of cameltoe and mooseknuckle. The adjective/noun combo "Incredible phenomenon "is based on my incredulousness that Cameltoe & Mooseknuckle victims/fully-aware-Choosers-of-CT&MK:
1. Can't feel the folds of pants scooping/contour-molding into their A. Cooters B. Sacklets (omg- there is no good way to say that one)
2. If they are aware of the sensation, how can they possibly think it is attractive?
Perhaps they are similar to the Massholes and other New England residents who stubbornly, well-into the late nineties and probably now, insist on wearing 80's hair, makeup and clothes. And not the new millenium 80's-are-retro, 80's that is unfortunately sweeping Los Angeles. Actual 80's outfits and hairsprayed bangs. It was rampant with many New England residents, when I lived in Boston.
Cameltoe and Mooseknuckle makes me extremely uncomfortable.
Love The Ukulady
PS: on my myspace blog, which is the same as this, but another venue, I chose the category Pets & Animals, for this dispatch.