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WARNING: This clip may not be suitable for some audiences.
If you have to ask, I’m not telling.
Barney impersonates David Letterman and the Top Ten List and talks about what he would have done with Ted’s moving truck, which he stole and turned into a love-shack-on-wheels.
In this week’s The War At Home titled “It Ain’t Easy Being Green”, Dave decides that Dick Cheney at least has more going for him than Al Gore, because at least “That Cheney Guy” shot someone with a shotgun. Pretty funny quip. And since Al Gore is kind of (ok, he is) a bore, here’s the clip!
Great article by Katherine Wheelock for Details Magazine. I know I’ve looked in a mirror and thought, “hey, I can pull this off” before wearing one. Luckily, they don’t fit me anymore, so no more worrying about that! Of course, elsewhere in the magazine it mentions that “Every man should own a cashmere jacket. Owning more than one is not excessive” and then shows one that is $17,000. Riiiight.
Why You Shouldn’t Wear a Leather Jacket
No matter the man or the context, a cowhide coat will always read aggressively cheesy.
By Katherine Wheelock from Details Magazine December, 2006
A leather jacket isn’t a garment, it’s a decision
Look at a man wearing a glossy black-cowhide bomber and you can almost hear the dialogue that went through his head before he put it on: I can’t pull off a leather jacket. Wait a minute. You know what? Screw it. I’m going to be the guy who looks good in one.
You can see that he toyed with the idea for a while before he mustered up the nerve to pull the trigger. You can picture him slipping it on, looking in the mirror, and thinking to himself, Cool. What he failed to consider is that a leather coat makes a statement. And regardless of the jacket’s cut or color, the statement is not one any man in his right mind would make upon introducing himself.
The bovine trench coat says things that could get a man arrested. Even a Buddhist monk could recognize it on sight as the kind of oily attire worn by pimps, unstable Huggy Bear acolytes, and Matrix freaks. As is often the case with tragedies, its existence can’t be explained.
Thought Sarah might like this. It’s a dancing Hippo! Singing what else…”In the Jungle”.



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