*Lie! Ed doesn’t sing or dance.
Alt. North Carolina joke (for Clubmembers only):
Ed's from North Carolina but he don't eat dirt no more!
(Ahem)
This is my blog’s “about” (bloggabout). If this were a program for the live show, it would be my “bio” and include the sentence “Thanks to Tam and Jerr for believing in me. We did it!” and have a picture of me in a leotard.
Emphasis on tard.
If this were a book jacket, this would be on the back flap and include the sentence “special thanks to all the students who were wholly uninterested in my lectures allowing me plenty of time to write. Also, a special special thank you to all the TA’s who helped me with the T's & the A’s. Know what I mean? Once I get tenure I’m going nuts. I'm a white man with tenure! So, office hours are be gonna be after hours and go on for hours and hours.”
And there would be a picture of me standing in front of a lot of books with a pipe looking like a communist. Or what we all think communists look like. You know, skinny, glasses, pointy beard, a degree in English from some East Coast University. A real "man of the people."
Alt. North Carolina joke (for Clubmembers only):
Ed's from North Carolina but he don't eat dirt no more!
(Ahem)
This is my blog’s “about” (bloggabout). If this were a program for the live show, it would be my “bio” and include the sentence “Thanks to Tam and Jerr for believing in me. We did it!” and have a picture of me in a leotard.
Emphasis on tard.
If this were a book jacket, this would be on the back flap and include the sentence “special thanks to all the students who were wholly uninterested in my lectures allowing me plenty of time to write. Also, a special special thank you to all the TA’s who helped me with the T's & the A’s. Know what I mean? Once I get tenure I’m going nuts. I'm a white man with tenure! So, office hours are be gonna be after hours and go on for hours and hours.”
And there would be a picture of me standing in front of a lot of books with a pipe looking like a communist. Or what we all think communists look like. You know, skinny, glasses, pointy beard, a degree in English from some East Coast University. A real "man of the people."
Emphasis on tard.**
As it is, this is my bloggabout and doesn’t include a sentence at all. (C'ept for that one about about bbq.)
**And no I can't make that joke anymore so I won't.
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