EDITORIAL:
LEAVING YOUR BABY IN A LOCKED CAR DURING THE SUMMER IS WRONG!
(and other helpful
summer tips)
by Jen Gillis, Age 15 Hi.
Summer is here and as a member of the young generation that
will one day lead this country, I am very concerned about
people who don't use deodorant or who leave babies in locked
cars during the summer when it's like really hot outside.
First of all, even though I don't have kids myself, I know
a little bit about parenting because my ex-friend Haley
Farber was secretly pregnant last summer and I was the only
one she told. I bought her some parenting books during the
"secret Santa" gift exchange for everyone on the
homecoming committee. For some reason she got all angry
and in my face and told me she had a secret abortion anyway.
But before I gave her the books I happened to read the back
cover and looked at some of the pictures, which were educational
even though they were totally gross.More»
BFA PROUDLY ANNOUNCES THE
'DATE MY [SKANKY] SISTER PROJECT' BFA
HQ The Editors of Bob From Accounting are proud
to announce the new "Date My [Skanky] Sister Project."
Beginning this week, we will actively be soliciting our fans
to nominate their "skankified" or otherwise unloved,
unmarried or desperate siblings, which we will happily fix
up with other lonely and desperate readers around the country.
It's exactly like the TV show "Blind Date" except
much, much sadder. Intrigued?
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Darling, you're like a wildflower
You dance so freely
Swayin' in the sun
You're like a wildflower
I know you aren't a store bought one
Don't think this odd bizarre or crazy
But i think of you when i see Daisies
She loves me, yes? She loves me hot!
One petal at a time, Oh forget me not
I'm out of my Gourd-perhaps it's true
But the garden varieies just won't do
I'd rather one Strawflower in your goldilocks
Than a field of Gladiola and Holly hocks
Perhaps we could Columbine
I'd be your Sweetpea and you'd be mine
We'd hold each other like a Morning Glory vine
And spend our time drinkin' Dandilion wine
Oh that'd be fine
This floral affection will never Be-gon-ia
It's gonna blossom way past spring and summa
It's a Violet attraction and passionate bliss
I bet the proper Primroses are shocked by this
Would you be my Huckleberry bloomin' my way
Or Honeysuckle sayin' "come Heather" today
this pistol won't stae-man, no way to stop it
Till the Blue Bells of Scotland ring for Jack in the
Pulpit
So let me say a thing before I-ris my case
I want your Sunflower face wearin' Queen Anne's Lace
A Goldenrod in your hand or a fairy ring
With Phlox of butterflies and birds that sing
It's a Snap dragon you through a Trillium rhymnes
But to Teasle you more would be a dis-astor-ous crime
Every Lilly has it's day
Every Poppy has to pop
And my Tulips are tired
So this has got to stop