And there I was thinking that Ann Darrow would never be able to love again after losing Kong--and deciding that was just too weird to bear pondering.
Dear Lord, please don't let her be aware of whatever the circumstances were in Australia a few years ago that had dolphins trying to mate with swimmers.
While I'm on the subject of citibank's off advertising, I don't care if it's Adweek's campaign of the year, those identity theft spots are way too unsubtle to be funny.
Wait, is it a girl dolphin? I wonder whether the lesbolicious or the beastiality would make Santorum's head explode faster.
It's either a girl dolphin, or a boy dolphin exhibiting some gender dysphoria.
This makes me laugh. Because I know when I was in Aspen, we got into that club. Take that, Mischa!
I think it's a boy dolphin named Cindy, but the article doesn't say one way or the other.
I like the identity theft ads.
Katie, there is no such thing as
safe
browsing, only
safer.
Sorry.
I'm pretty sure I read a short story in the last couple of years about a woman who has a dolphin's baby. But I don't think they were married.
