Showing posts with label tagging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tagging. Show all posts

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Tag


Alright, so my favorite Boy over at the blog most likely to has tagged me, and I'm afraid he'll never show me that thing he can do with his tongue again, so I'm going to have to play along.

1. Curse the person who tagged you:

Damn you, Boy! May Gina La Devina NOT give you a big french kiss with lots of tongue and NOT slap you on the ass when you go to Aunt Charlie's Lounge without me in a couple of weeks.

2. Grab the nearest book, open to page 123 and find the fifth sentence. Then post the next three sentences.


"Though he loved her and wanted to marry her, he couldn't accept her facial hair. While Carroll was willing to remove her beard for love, she didn't want to lose her position in the show. Famed sword swallower Alec Linton suggested a solution for the dismayed couple: Carroll could lose the beard and become a tattooed lady."


From the new book I picked up at Powell's Books in Portland, "American Sideshow, An Encyclopedia of History's Most Wondrous and Curiously Strange Performers" by Marc Hartzman.

And you all thought it was going to be some steamy passage from a book of erotica, didn't you? Strangely, I'm almost as obsessed with traveling carnivals as I am with sex. Almost.

3. Tag 5 people:

I tag Keri, Ann J-S, Jane Doe, Mresquan, Erin, Carson Park Ranger and Heraldo.

Yes, I realize this is 7. CPR and Heraldo won't play, but it still makes me all hot and bothered to type their names.