Michael K is Friday's Fun Fearless Male!

Nothing makes me happier than reading Michael K's snarky comments at Dlisted.According to Wiki, Michael K, a 28 year old New Yorker, started off blogging semi-anonymously, leaving out his last name because he had a full time job at Dot-com, at which he did much of his blogging. Due to the amazing success of the website, he was able to make enough money through advertising that he could quit his job and work on the site full time. Dlisted is known to receive more than a million hits a day.

I make up about 300 of those hit throughout the day. It is like crack for me.
You might have noticed if you have ever read my blog that I'm kind of obsessed with celebrities and gossip. But nobody delivers it better than MK. He has got snark down to a science. He also has an odd fascination with Phoebe Price, Shauna Sands and Rojo Caliente (this is his nickname for Cynthia Nixon's girlfriend-I honestly have no idea what her real name is at this point. She is just Rojo Caliente to me).

Here are some of my favorite Michael K moments:

From earlier today:

Woomanizah!!!

Brit Brit's new song "Womanizer" is here. I know. Couldn't you just poop? I'm sure you've already listened to it 10,000 times, made it your ring tone, choreographed your own dance to it and learned how to play it on your kazoo.
I'm not really addicted to this shit, but I think that's just my subconscious preparing me for the millions upon millions of times I'm going to be forced to listen to this song. I'm going to hear it blasting from a Toyota Tercel while I walk down the street. I'm going to hear it when I'm buying laxatives at Rite-Aid. EVERYWHERE.
While listening to the song, picture Brit Brit dancing around with Chester Cheetah like Paula Abdul and MC Skat Kat. I can totally imagine Brit Brit chasing Chester around, catching him "womanizing" on her with the Utz Girl and Little Debbie. Those two are SLUTS. "Don't you be woominizin' on me, Chestah!"

From yesterday:

Suri Needs A New Doll

I get that kids get attached to certain toys, dolls and other shit. When I was a kid, I had this Cabbage Patch doll who would never leave my side. Over the years, the doll became dirtier and dirtier. His yarn hair fell out and he probably had snot and drool on every inch of his plastic body. If you put my doll under a microscope, you could probably witness a germ orgy. My mom would always try and get rid of it, but I'd scream and cry if it never left my side. Okay, I wasn't a kid. I was 20. And yes, it still sleeps with me.
Back to Suri. There may be a reason why she's so in love with that busted doll. Star Magazine reports that Suri doesn't have any little friends, because Tommy Girl and Katie keep her away from other children. A source said that Katie takes Suri to play at a gym...by herself! The source said: "Suri takes a private class in a room in the back of the gym. I have never seen her play with any of the other kids." The source also said that when Suri is around other kids, she doesn't know how to play and she doesn't like share. What kid does?
Okay, that's fine and everything, but can't they get her a prettier doll? That doll needs a Glamour Shots makeover. And while the doll is at it, it should drag Stepford Katie with it. Homebot is starting to look like Shelley Duvall towards the end of "The Shining."

A Few Weeks Ago:

Who Is The Father Of Kelly Taylor's Kid?

I know. There's no way Mimi La Rue is the father. First of all, she's not male. Second of all, she's in heaven. Third of all, she would never get near that skanky tramp Kelly Taylor! I just wanted to post her beautiful picture. I miss seeing her cranky face.
So! The father of Kelly Taylor's 4-year-old son will be revealed on "90210" this Tuesday. I'll have to watch it on Wednesday night, because of my Tivo issues. The producer bitches of the show told People that there's a possibility the daddy will show up on a future episode.
Kelly has already said that she went to high school with the daddy and they have a history. They stopped talking after high school, but did sexy times together 4 years ago and she got knocked up. I knew Kelly didn't use protection. Dirty tramp! Kelly and the daddy haven't had much contact since.
Also, on the first episode, Kelly was on the phone with Brandon Walsh when her kid walked in.
Personally, I'm hoping that it's Nat. He needs a major storyline. But I'm pretty sure it's going to be Brandon. At least, I hope it's Brandon. Dylan has probably spent the last 5 years in a mental hospital because he never got over losing the love of his life....Brenda. Furthermore, why do I care?
While I stew on that question, watch this scene between that fugly whorebag Kelly and the legendary Miss Walsh. All I want is for Brenda to smash that cup over Kelly's stupid head. And I laughed when Brenda said Donna's baby is "cute." Brenda is such a good liar.

These are just a few nuggets from the absolute gold that Michael K writes every day.
Let us celebrate the very clever Michael K!

It is officially Michael K Day in my book!

Love,

Elle Bunny

Clay Aiken is Gay!!!

I'm in shock.

I never would have guessed.

Did he really need to announce it? Wasn't it already made clear during this and every other performance he has ever done?

Oh, well. I hope that he feels better now that he has gotten it off his chest.

Congrats Clay Gayken!
Have fun being a Daddy and enjoy living your life out of the closet!
Love,

Elle Bunny

Julia Roberts is Friday's Fun Fearless Female!

Sorry I didn't blog yesterday. I was feeling a little under the weather. And while I love this blog, everybody needs a hiatus every now and then. I do right now. I will still be updating when I feel like it (like when RPattz's new Entertainment Weekly cover comes out), but it will be when I want to and not as regularly as I have been (every weekday). I hope to someday soon return to my regular schedule--maybe in a few weeks, but for now, this is what I need. I need to live a little so I have some stuff to blog about. In the meantime, check out some of the awesome blogs on the right side of the page.Anyway, Julia Roberts is awesome. I love that she has a loud laugh. I love that her mouth is to big for her face. I love that she comes from a town called Smyrna, Georgia. I love that she watches Days of our Lives. I feel like she would be fun to hang out with. And of course, I count so many of her movies among my favorites.

Steel Magnolias is obviously my favorite movie of all time.

Me and Corey watched Pretty Woman on Monday--I love that movie. It is so good.

Erin Brockovich is amazing.

She is just so likable. And her husband and babies are cute.

Let's celebrate Julia's awesomeness today.

Have a great weekend!

Love,

Elle Bunny

Ahhh!!! Sammy's Dad is...

I can die a happy woman now.

Love,

Elle Bunny

RIP, Scott Scanlon

This is one of the only scenes from the first few seasons that I vividly remember watching during it's first airing.

This freaked me out: this is obviously partly due to the fact that I was around 6-years-old at the time. But I have a feeling that Douglas Emerson's horrible facial expressions might have had something to do with my being traumatized.

Anyway, say what you will about this episode, Brian Austin Green did an awesome acting job in this one.

I still get tears in my eyes when Donna says "Look you guys, it's just like the fourth of July" and then David says "This one's for you, Scott." I know that is really dorky, but it gets to me.

But I must admit that I did LOL when Dylan said "Surf board wax. It's to symbolize the waves that have been pounding the shores for thousands of years but really it's just a brief moment in time." He must be the Poet Laureate of Baja. And did you notice the eye roll Brenda gave him. LMAO!

I watched this episode yesterday afternoon. It's definitely one of the best episodes of Beverly Hills ever. It is right up there with the one where Brenda discovers Wendy's diary and imagines all her friends in 60's garb. The writers of 90210 may have been way off their rockers sometimes, but there are times in the series when they got it so right. This is one of them.

Speaking of 90210....A certain Ms. Kelly Taylor is said to be revealing the identity of her baby daddy on the episode of the new 90210 airing tonight. I think a little part of my 10-year-old self will die if it isn't this man:

Let's send a prayer to the surf-gods that it is and that he returns to the zip code where he is meant to be.

Have a great day!

Love,

Elle Bunny

What would I do without YouTube?

It is by far the most entertaining website ever created (other than Pink is my signature color). My sister and I spent about an hour and a half this weekend watching YouTube videos. Here are some of the highlights:

My heart is with the folks on the coast. I hope that this hurricane coverage doesn't offend them...but it is pretty funny. I like to think that the first thing Geraldo did when he got to Galveston was go rent a bear suit from the costume shop and hit the sandy shores to ruin someone else's shot.
Speaking of Geraldo...

Meredith swears that this is totally fake. I can see him doing that. Geraldo is kind of a drama queen. Speaking of cheesy talk show hosts...

There is nothing better than clips of Maury on YouTube. This stuff is gold. This girl is afraid of cotton. The next girl is afraid of pickles. My favorite parts of these videos are A) the man made of cotton, B)the girl running away from the plate of pickles and C) The words running across the screen during their confession videos. I'm glad Maury's producers went all out on the "high-tech graphics" on the words "cotton" and "pickles". Too funny.

Their is something really funny about news anchors/weathermen screwing up on air. Here are some of the highlights:

Now all of this stuff has been funny, but nothing beats this video. It was taken during Jessica Simpson's awful performance on GMA.

They were there to promote the release of the 20th anniversary DVD. Funniest video ever.

Well, this won't be too much fun for my sister to read, and she is my main audience. Oh, well. It will document the fun we had.

Anyway, have a great day!

Love,

Elle Bunny

Bella Swan is Friday's Fun Fearless Female of the Week!

Yes, I know, Bella Swan is a fictional character. And no, I'm not referring to Kristen Stewart (don't worry, she will have her Friday eventually).

But tomorrow is Bella's birthday--and also the day that Hurricane Ike should be making its way through my neck of the woods. I think Ike is a most appropriate way to mark the occasion, as Bella is the ultimate Danger Magnet. On Saturday I will be celebrating by wearing my Bite Me shirt and make Mr. Bunny take a picture of me that I will send to Stephenie to show my support (fans are trying to show lots of support for her after the Midnight Sun leak). Bella is intelligent, has a dry sense of humor, and is very understanding and caring. She often puts the needs of others before her own. She hates dressing up, saying that makeup "is a pain" and that she feels uncomfortable in impractical, elegant clothes. She has a very private mind, which is thought to be why Edward is unable to see her thoughts, and she is determined to become a vampire. She is also said to be a terrible liar, but occasionally demonstrates good acting ability. She also gets faint at the smell of blood.

While I typically envision Kristen Stewart when reading about Bella, here is the description of Bella's appearance given by Stephenie:

"very fair-skinned, with long, straight, dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. Her face is heart-shaped—a wide forehead with a widow's peak, large, wide-spaced eyes, prominent cheekbones, and then a thin nose and a narrow jaw with a pointed chin. Her lips are a little out of proportion, a bit too full for her jaw line. Her eyebrows are darker than her hair and more straight than they are arched. She's five foot four inches tall, slender but not at all muscular, and weighs about 115 pounds. She has stubby fingernails because she has a nervous habit of biting them."

I'm so glad that Bella is part of the Pale Force. It lets me know I'm not alone in this world. And I'm really happy that they cast KStew because she definitely fits this description very well.

So lets talk a little bit about Bella's history. After moving to her father's house in Forks, Washington, Bella met the mysterious Cullen family and fell in love with Edward Cullen. However, she soon discovers the truth behind their strange habits: the family is a coven of vampires.

Desperate not to lose him, Bella vows to stay with Edward, even if it means turning into a vampire herself, despite Edward's wishes. I won't share anymore of her story, because my mom Pinky is in the middle of the first book and I would want to ruin her fun!

Happy Birthday Bella!

Have a great weekend everyone!

Stay safe and dry this weekend.

Love,
Elle Bunny

When I grow up, I want to be Lucille Bluth

I've always wanted to be that assertive, take charge woman. The woman who is a bitch on her good days . I wouldn't mind be drunk most of the time either.But I'm not that girl. Most of the time I'm timid and shy, sometimes a little silly. And a drink always sounds like a great idea until I think about how I'll feel the morning after. A lot of times I'm so unsure of what to say to people that I choose not to say anything--I wouldn't want to offend someone or make a fool out of myself. In other words, I'm a girl, a southern girl at that, and I guess I just wasn't raised that way.

For my job, it would be awesome if I could be totally self assured, not afraid to interrupt someone who is talking incessantly and redirect them to the things that we need to focus on. Instead, I keep my mouth shut and act as there punching bag. I want to be okay with my bitchiness. I want to be self assured.

How do I get that way?

Maybe if I watch the other two seasons of Arrested Development I will figure out the answer.

Love,

Elle Bunny

My name is Elle Bunny, and I am a Myspace/Facebook binger.

What is it about these sites that make me physically ill when I think about them? I normally avoid them at all costs. But there are a lot of great things about them:

1) You can post you pictures and share them with your friends.

2) You can share your favorite music and decorate your page.

3) You can play games.

4) Makes high school reunions super easy.

5) You can keep up with people you know--this is the most awesome feature, especially in this day and age when me and my friends are so busy with work and school that we rarely see each other--a lot of the time I wouldn't have a clue what was going on in their lives without it.

6)You can find people from school that you forgot about/lost touch with.

These are all awesome aspects of Myspace and Facebook. And I really liked having Myspace and Facebook at first. But once I was in their web awhile, I started feeling nauseated when I came to these pages and began to avoid them at all costs. Here are some of the reasons why:

1) People post their pictures. There are numerous reasons that this can be nauseating, primarily

A: You yourself are in their picture looking something awful,

B: They look beautiful and happy in their picture, or

C: Third party is in their picture and they are looking happy, healthy and beautiful.

Now obviously, reasons B and C don't apply to a friend of yours. They can be a reaction to someone you used to like/were in a relationship with or it can be somebody you've always hated/made your life hell during school. I can't tell you how many girls I know that saw an ex-boyfriend's wedding pictures on Myspace and immediately deleted their account. It's very traumatic.

But most importantly, people use this as an opportunity to brag in a way that they never would in public. I was reading the Myspace of a girl I was happy to forget about after middle school (see #6) and she actually wrote "You should be jealous of my life." I won't be, thank you. If you feel the need to put that in there, than chances are, life sucks in your neck of the woods.

2) People pick really stupid music and background on their page. When people pick really generic annoying music for their Myspace, I don't even want to look at the rest. It just confirms the fact that they have not grown up and I move along to the next page. I also hate it when people have so much stuff on their page that it takes 4 hours for it to load.

3) The games can get addictive. I would just rather stay away from Facebook because whenever I get on one of the games I'm obsessed with it for the rest of the day.
4) Mr Bunny recently hit 10 years since he graduated, so we attended the first night of his high school reunion while in Yakima. Leading up to the event, we got two different Myspace messages from two different girls planning two different reunions. The girl whose reunion never came to fruition was planning it for next year (11 year reunion?) and when I talked with the girl who planned this one she said that the other girl got really mad at her and was sending her threatening Myspace messages. This is a perfect example of the drama that is caused by Myspace.
5) Viruses--I'm not sure if this is even what they are called, but something takes over your Myspace account and you're screwed. I got one and it sent out a video to half of my friends list. The video featured crack addicts in the ghetto. My BFF Meredith got a virus the week before that sent out a video with girls kissing. Grody to the max.
6) People who you were happy to forget about and lose touch with are able to find you. They ask to be your friends several times and sometimes, in a moment of weakness, you accept them. Next thing you know they have sent you several messages and commented on half your pictures.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is if it weren't for the funny comments I get from my friends and the opportunity to create flare on Facebook, I wouldn't be on either anymore. Sometimes, I will go on the sites and obsessively look over peoples pages and find everyone I went to high school with. Afterwards I'm always sick. My "binging"reminds me of a documentary I saw once on Bulemics. I'm a Myspace/Facebook binger. Is anybody else like me? Should we quit while we're ahead of keep on these sites to keep in touch with our friends?
Thoughts to ponder on a Wednesday afternoon.

Love,

Elle Bunny

Have you been following the soap opera that is Spaghetti Cat?

This is such an awesomely entertaining story.

Spaghetti Cat for President!!! And the 'imposter' Spaghetti Cat from the Soup can be his double in case anyone tries to assassinate him!

Enjoy watching!

Love,

Elle Bunny

So...I feel really old

I watched the VMA's last night. First of all, Russell Brand should be banned from all future MTV events. He was only slightly funny and very rude. The only reason I was even slightly interested in watching was this: And this is what happened when they introduced Paramore:

REALLY, Russell Brand? He doesn't know the can of worms that he just opened, because hell hath no fury like a Twilighter scorned--this will become clear to him in the next few months, as the Twilight community is going bonkers over this.

I wish somebody had been videotaping my reaction during the whole thing--at first I was a little annoyed that Cam's name was mispronounced, then a little annoyed that he was there in the first place. Then I was annoyed that Taylor and Kristen were walking down together but thought it was cute that he helped her down the stairs. Then I got mad because they had to stand in the middle of an aisle rather than on the stage like everyone else. Then, when Russell interrupted Rob my jaw was on the floor and I was screeching at my television "NO! NO! Let him talk! Shut up!" Then, Rob held the microphone up to his mouth again and MTV cut away from him. "Nu-Uh. Oh my goodness, that did not just happen!" (Immediately rewinding to watch and analyze three times).

Mr. Bunny stared at me, a bemused look on his face.

While I was very annoyed by the whole situation, I have lots of positive things to say:

1) Kristen looked very pretty.
2) So did all the boys--most especially Rob.
3) I thought it was cute when Cam pulled Rob up with the rest of them--in made me feel that James and Edward could have been friends, had the situation been different.
4) Rob seemed very shy. It was endearing. He hung back from the crowd and giggled when he was interrupted and it was just...cute. He was definitely the only British Gentleman in attendance.

5) Someone from MTV was live blogging during the whole event and initially wrote "Real live couple Kristen Stewart and Rob Pattinson arrived arm and arm". They later changed it to "Looking like a real couple..." ". I really wish that they would get together. If they started dating, I would be such a happy girl. When I read it, I smiled ear to ear.

But really MTV, this show sucked. I know I'm not exactly your target audience anymore, but the show was awful. Those poor little Jonas boys and their purity rings-and they were the only real musicians that played during the whole show. I mean, I'm not saying they are especially talented or anything, but there song was kind of catchy and they actually played their own instruments. But that part of the show definitely made me feel old. All I could say was "I don't get it. They're supposed to be cute?" BTW, don't you think that curly haired Jonas #1 looks like a Bernstein Bear?

The resemblance is astonishing.

But other than that, Leona Lewis was good...and then Lil Wayne started jumping around, losing his pants. Christina Aguilera lip synched fairly well and Pink & Kid Rock did the same performances they always do. I do have to say that it was nice to see some people that were popular when I actually cared about the VMAs (1999, 2000).

I was happy that Britney finally won a Moonman, but I thought it was a little excessive for her to win 3 for these videos when she has had much better videos in the past. And while her opening the show wasn't too great, at least she didn't make a fool out of herself.

So I guess the moral of the story is that I felt really old. I don't get Lil Wayne. I don't really get the Jonas Brothers, or Katy Perry. Rihanna is okay but I was very disturbed by "Disturbia"--I liked her performance with TI, though. And finally, this person

NEEDS TO GO AWAY!

She is incredibly annoying. But I realized, she won't be going away for a long time if at all. Because she is only 16 years old!

MTV--you need to step it up next year. This sucked. How about next year you actually hire someone the American public actually recognizes.

Thanks,

Elle Bunny

Friday's Fun Fearless Female is....

Alright, here at PIMSC headquarters, we are all about equal coverage of political stuff. Usually that equals no coverage because frankly, politics can be pretty boring and ugly compared to the things this blogger is interested in writing about-90210, Twilight, Michael McDonald, etc.

But the game has changed in recent months. Whatever you might think about the current candidates for Pres and VP, it's pretty cool to think that no matter what, we are going to end up with ground broken in this election.

Last week, Malia & Sasha Obama were Friday's Fun Fearless Females. This week, we have had some crazy stuff going on. John McCain picked Sarah Palin for his VP. She is an Alaskan renaissance woman, a "hockey" mom (is that like a cold soccer mom?) with 5 kids who all have weird names. It has been revealed that one of her daughters, Bristol, who is 17, is prego.

So she seems like a really cool lady with a life from crazy town. I disagree with her on a lot and I think this pick is kind of a slap in the face to Kay Bailey Hutchinson, but she seems alright.

She made an incredible speech on Wednesday at the RNC, but nothing she could have said would have been as awesomely entertaining as this:

Therefore, I have no choice but to crown Piper Palin Friday's Fun Fearless Female! Piper was born in 2001. She is an Alaska native who loves her little brother, Trig, who has Downs Syndrome.

So let's celebrate Piper Palin!

Have a great weekend!

Love,

Elle Bunny

Ya Mo Be There

I love Michael McDonald. I don't know what it is about him that makes me giggle, he is just a funny character in the music world.

That's his wife in the video with him. They are still married...cool, right? And you might ask how I would know this inside information. Because his daughter is my friend on MySpace. Let me start at the beginning.

I cannot hear the sweet sounds of M squared without thinking of my BFF Meredith. It isn't just because her Dad reminds me of him, it is because she was the first person I met who acknowledged how funny he is. Both of our moms love him and whenever we joke about him, they always say the same thing--"I love Michael McDonald. He has a great voice."

I don't know what prompted us to start doing it, but one day we began our Michael McDonald impressions and the world hasn't been the same ever since. There is something so funny about the faces we make while we emulate him--I couldn't begin to describe it, and I would never post a video of it (blackmail), but trust me, it's funny. We can't look at each other during simultaneous impressions because we will both bust up laughing.

Lately, Meredith has gotten much better than me--she barely makes the Michael McDonald face anymore, she's so good--incredible control. If Michael McDonald impersonating was an Olympic sport, she would win gold. Hopefully I would get silver. I have a lot of practice.

Anyway, whilst honing her skills, Meredith did some research and found young Miss McDonald on MySpace. So now we are both her MySpace friends. She is your typical teenager living in Tennessee (so normal, right?), griping about her parents and trying to rebel. It's gotta be hard to rebel against your Dad when he was a Doobie brother...she must have to look for ways to piss him off.

Anyway, just thought I would share some of my favorite videos by the original "Eminem". Enjoy!

Ooh, a long line, try again later!

Mall Madness rocked my face off. On the rare occasion that I have watched that show Intervention, I always manage to see girls my age with shopping addictions. I am left wondering if the addiction began with this delightful game.

In Mall madness, you had to buy from a certain amount of stores and leave the mall, sanity and pocketbook intact, before any of the other players finish. But there was all this shinola to get in your way. To start with, there was this annoying sales clerk who would slap you with "You're item costs FIVE DOLLARS More!" But sometimes you would get on her good side and she would say "You get a special clearance!" Sometimes they would announce that the red player had left their lights on and had to go all the way out to the parking lot to turn them off. I know it doesn't sound that bad, but it is when you are taking it one tiny square at a time and keep rolling the dice and getting two.

There were always announcements of new sales and clearances and everyone would try and run over there to get something before the sale went away. Then you had to climb the rickety orange stairs to get money from the ATM. This game was my first exposure to ATMs, and most importantly, my first experience with plastic--I am now the proud owner of about half a dozen credit cards, and Visa should write a thank you note to whoever created Mall Madness, and with it, my affinity for using plastic.

***WE INTERRUPT THIS BLOG WITH AN IMPORTANT 90210 UPDATE***

The show was much better than I expected--actually made me think of the original show's pilot. The acting was just okay (they will get better) but the plot was strong and I am excited to see where the show goes. I love the joke about Hannah Zuckerman-Vasquez, who was reporting the news (the hot teacher said "what is that girl, 30?")--it was such a tribute to the old fans. I have heard a lot of people complaining about Annie, the "Brenda" character, but I actually really liked her and think she did a good job. I am also very intrigued but Kelly's baby and hope that Dylan is the father--and coming back; but I also feel it is a possibility that Brandon is the Dad since Brenda was at the birth. But I really can't imagine Brando skipping off to Belize when he had a son at home. He is way too responsible.

I only have two complaints. First of all, I want more Brenda! They didn't even introduce her until 3/4 of the show was through! She better have a major role in the next episode. Finally, I also have to say that all of the young girls are way too thin. They need a sammammish.

***WE NOW RETURN TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED BLOG***

Anyway, this game was so incredibly quotable that I can hear a small snippet of conversation and suddenly I'm saying the lines out loud. My favorite quotes were always when there was a glitch in the recording--specifically, "There is a sale at the fashoon boutique." But the best line comes from the guy who say, "ooh, a long line, try again later".

This was a game that my sister and I got as a joint present and was one of the few that she actually liked to play with me (my sister wasn't as big into board games as I was). I think our love for this game is evident presently in our excellent shopping skills.

Hope you enjoyed our trip down board game memory lane!

Love,

Elle Bunny

He looks good in whatever he wears...

He's not wearing..pants!

(Marky-Mark in his heyday)

Holy crow, I loved Dream Phone. I owe my mom big time because she has yet to get rid of any of my old board games either (she has asked me a time or two). I love you, Pinky!!

Play revolved around a ginormous pink phone and lots of hot guys (actually they weren't really hot at all. They looked kind of stinky...except for my one true Dream Phone love, Dale). To begin with, you got a couple of cards of the guys who you knew weren't your guy. You had to call them all, and they would give you clues that would help you eliminate who it couldn't be. Then you would narrow it down and have to call the guy who you thought was crushing on you. If you were smart enough to have figured it out, he would say "You're right, I really like you." If you weren't right, or just thought it was funny to get rejected by a fake guy, it would say something insulting when you called. It was kind of like a desperate, anti-feminist, romantic version of Clue. I loved it.

The clues were quite quotable--this game is almost as quotable as the infamous Mall Madness (Choom, choom). My favorite was always

He looks good in whatever he wears...he's not wearing orange.

Um...first of all, if you are supposed to be a guy that could possibly be interested in me, why do you think he looks good in whatever he wears? And in any town other than Austin (where we wear our Burnt Orange with pride--Hook 'Em!),

do people actually wear orange?
One summer while I was in college, me and my Struthrope Sisters (that's a story for another day) Meredith and Rachel decided that it would be fun to play Mall Madness and Dream Phone. But the Phone wouldn't work, so we figured we had to put in new batteries. But the old batteries had corroded and it was really gross. Rachi, brave girl that she is, cleaned the whole thing out with a Bic pen. We enjoyed the game, but it turned into a game of getting them to say stupid things to make each other laugh.

Ahh, memories.

Coming up next time--How does the economic downturn effect Mall Madness? Do all the stores start yelling "Your item cost five dollars more!"?

Love,

Elle Bunny