I’m being facetious, because in truth, we learned absolutely nothing. Somehow, my original premise was totally wrong. I assumed the Evil Eye blog collected everything on the web that mentioned evil eyes and ran it through English-mangling software, so I wrote a blog post filled with references to evil eyes to see what would happen. Apparently, this is not what the Evil Eye blog does, because they didn’t even touch my second article. Who’s the sucker now? Answer: it’s me!
I originally had planned to run this experiment for a million years, but in light of this new information, I’m going to shorten the length to 1 day. Because that’s how science works. Please know, however, that the experiment wasn’t a complete waste. Today, when I clicked over to the Evil Eye blog to make sure they hadn’t reposted my article without my knowledge, I discovered two slices of genius. The first is the top article, entitled “It Is What It Is: I all in the night-time with Welch’s and Mark Wahlberg“. How can one not be intrigued by that title? Here’s a little taste:
I had some folks on top of final dusk and we were listening to some of the music on TV. Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch came on with Good Vibrations–it took me cast mouldy to my younger days when we all cast-off to dancing blow-out approximately the brothel drooling on top of this H. I look cast mouldy every now in a while, and I question.Why? lol This painting that is here is his mean mug hold off.
Mean is defined as follows: wonderful muggins – as a routine to dish someone the underhanded kink and to stair them down. Now I don’t grasp in the wonderful something of you..but this Marky Mark Mean Mug would not ho-hum terrorize a newborn babe in arms. as a routine:) There is nothing like a DDDDeeeeeelllliiiicccciiiiiioooouuussssss confused hooch.
The other amazing thing was that there’s an article titled “Evil Son, Fatpig, which is pretty much the best title ever. Okay, second best … the first being, of course, “The Wonderful Something of You.”
This site is drowning in catchphrases. If it is ever late and your people are over, of course you’ve got some “folks on top of final dusk.” That is exactly what you have. If there’s a better nickname for Mark Wahlberg than Marky Mark Mean Mug, I sure can’t think of it. And I love how the dude looks “cast mouldy” every now in a while. Of course he does. He’s watching Marky Mark Mean Mug with his folks on top of final dusk, of course he’s going to look a little cast mouldy.
And as everyone knows, there is nothing like a DDDDeeeeeelllliiiicccciiiiiioooouuussssss confused hooch! That is clearly the best thing to say when someone is confused.
I don’t know what the Evil Eye blog’s secret is, but I really want to hire their translation robots to write a book for us.
Update: I just reread this and realized that the Marky Mark post reads a lot like slam poetry. So I decided to record the slam poetry version for your listening pleasure: