phoning it in

Sick Scenes from the Juice-Thicke Residence: Odd Segue

Not sick as in “cool”. “Sick”, as in Juice has a nasty case of the flu and my head is fogged and clogged and woozy, but not in a brilliant, inspired by Vicodin kind of way. Still, I hate that post from Tuesday, so I have to put something up today to bury that Faulkner.  [...]

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Baby, you’re the GREATEST.

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Yes, I mean You. And you. You too. (No not you, Paul Lynde…) But yes, you and darling, of course you too. Sheesh you all are so pretty! And interesting brilliant and seksi.  Harajuku Seksi. But you already knew that didn’t you? As some of you wonderful readers have noticed and brought to my attention, [...]

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A lack of Vicodin is a terrible thing to suffer

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Caveat: Blinding pain and an utter lack of Vicodin may make Juices in the mirror appear duller than they actually are… File this post under “Where the faulk have you been Juice?”  I am so glad you asked!  By way of explanation, would you accept “Blackout Inducing Back Spasms”? Well you better, because its all [...]

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La Juice May Be Loose, But She’s For Real.

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Cats and Pajamas, in the wake of “Gay Girl in Damascus” coming out to reveal she tucks and plucks rather than suffers repression and fears governmental violence at the hands of the Syrian army etc…. you probably don’t know who to trust on the interwebs anymore. To avoid sending you straight into the arms of [...]

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