'The Aristocrats' was extremely vulgar....

[alrescate]

but it was also incredibly amusing. The Moxie only has 75 seats and last night's show was almost sold out. There were times when the audience was laughing so hard you couldn't even hear the movie. This movie is certainly not for the weak of heart who are offended by foul language. The acts described in by the comedians and the language they use to describe the acts would make a sailor blush. I loved it! If I was able I would be tempted to go back to another showing so I could catch the bits I missed. I think this is one I'll have to plan to find on dvd.

*grin*

Thanks to everyone for patting me on the head yesterday. I almost renamed that journal entry 'Please forgive me Phelan' because it sounded like a plea for hugs. I hate sounding whiny and needy!

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[courtneymckenny.livejournal.com]

Mine are IG's, I'm working my way up to the biggie iggies as some IG people call Greyhounds. I'd like to have one of each at some point, a IG, a whippet and a greyhound. I think that would be fun!

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[alrescate.livejournal.com]

I went to some home show recently and the Greyhound rescue folks were there. They had a very sweet fellow there...too bad six dogs is my limit!

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[courtneymckenny.livejournal.com]

They are so easy going. Big couch potatoes, or in my case little couch potatoes!

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[shadiehawke.livejournal.com]

Don't forget to get a Borzoi in there! I mean, might as well have all sorts of two-dimensional dogs!


(I had a Borzoi once, named Hoover. Pavlov's Hoover, to be precise. Loved him dearly but he was so..so...flat!)

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[kf-in-georgia.livejournal.com]

Two is my limit, unfortunately. It's written into the condominium covenant. That means I can't even foster now. Of course, Sam was a foster. Adopting a second greyhound is called "chipping" (as in, betcha can't eat just one); adopting your own foster hound is called "failing fostering." But most rescue groups will let you try again. ;o) Anyway, maybe it's just as well I'm no longer fostering.

(This picture is Sam's adoption photo--the photo I fell in love with when it went up on the adoption Web site three years ago.)