One is providing proof that I indeed dressed like Nurse Ratchett for Halloween. So here ya go, me and Suzy Snakeyes in our respective costumes while announcing for the Angel City Derby Girls:
As you can see, the front of my hair didn't reach epic height proportions. Oh well!
And hey! A doodle!
I may work on it later to flesh it out more. I may not.
I, or uh, Tara got paid a helluva compliment the other day by one of the Derby Dolls' ref crew, Beth Penalty:
Tarametrics gave me arthritis.
NOT... as a matter of Fact.. I never knew I had arthritis until I did Tarametrics.
Did Tarametrics give me arthritis? of course not. But I went to the
doctor after Tarametrics (my arms hurt for, like, three months...) and found
out I have arthritis ( _http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psoriatic_arthritis_
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psoriatic_arthritis) )
so, basically. Tarametrics cures cancer. that's all i'm saying.
basically. you can Substitute Tara Armov for Chuck Norris on all of those Chuck
Norris facts....
Tara Armov's #1 Export is Pain.
When the Boogeyman goes to bed each night, he checks his closet for Tara Armov.
Tara Armov can kill two stones with one bird.
When Tara Armov does a pushup, she isn't lifting herself up, she's
pushing the earth down.
Tara Armov doesn't wear a watch, SHE decides what time it is.
Tara Armov can slam a revolving door.
Tara Armov doesn't get frost bite. Tara Armov bites frost.
Beth and I once saw Tara Armov cure a blind man just by being next to
him, but the first and last thing that blind man ever saw was her smashing
into him with a hip check that sent him into orbit dot com.
That is some funny sh!t! Someday I hope to meet Chuck Norris so that we can destroy the world.
2 comments:
Now that's funny.
And you stay away from that Norris boy.
Beth indeed knows how to serve up the awesome compliments... and when it comes you you, she is right!
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