Monday, April 23, 2007

Acrochallenge!

Hello, Monday People. That would be your acroers, acroees, acroites, acrogals, and acrodudes. And welcome to another stimulating round of acromania.

It's a happy day in Betland, mainly because the sun is out and my first publish last night in the new blogger worked perfectly. I'm still waiting for something to go wrong.

Hey, how about that Alec Baldwin? (And how about that subject change?) In case you haven't heard, Alec was caught red-faced and swearing, only this time not at a Republican or member of the press. It was at his daughter. The answering machine message he left her was more than a little disconcerting. Now, sure, I know this was all for private consumption, and the fact that it went public is what we should all focus upon, but damn o' mighty! How can we?!

Alec yells at the pre-teen, who apparently chose not to answer the phone at his scheduled call, for some three minutes straight, says he's coming to her house for a day to "straighten her out," and calls her a rude little pig several times. Hey, she may be rude, with those two parents it's damn-near a certainty, but calling one's daughter a pig, well.... Calls for a cast-iron skillet to the face, if you ask me.

Anyway, it's a very private and delicate situation for this family. So what am I going to do with it? Make it into this week's acrotopic! Because that's what being a celebrity is, having your dirty laundry splashed all over the place.

This week's acrotopic? How Did Baldwin's Daughter Reply To His Little Tirade?

All the other rules are the same. Everyone gets three entries to come up with the best acronym they can that not only matches the topic above, but also the letters below which are randomly drawn from the acrobasket. The acrobasket would have taken out his own tiles and spelled curse words at Mr B. Then at tomorrow, 10:00 pm est, I shall be reading the entries and naming the winners, who will get a free phone call to Alec to say your piece, and the losers, who'll be locked in a room with him for a few hours.

So the topic, How Did Baldwin's Daughter Reply To His Little Tirade? The letters:

T O T B F G

So there. Start replying. Via acro.

Betland's Olympic Update:
* Today while walking, my future husband Mr I. Pod decided I needed to get religion. "Satan's Jeweled Crown," "I'll Fly Away," "By the Mark," and just for good measure, "Man of Constant Sorrow." Yeah, walk to those, if you dare. Those of you participated in the Great CD Mix Exchange know that "Satan's Jeweled Crown" was one of the songs that made me cry!

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7 Comments:

Blogger Lily said...

"That's odious, totally, Big Fat geek!"


"The order tells Baldwins 'forego gabbing'!"

"The other totalitarian banned fone, geddit?"

8:19 AM  
Blogger Bet said...

This just in via messenger from DeepFatFriar:

Totally over-reacted, the big fucking goon.

Try online texting, butter fingers. Gawd!

Talking online to boy friend, gedoverit!

7:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bet, can you vote for yourself? I loved your last one!!


Take Out The Big Fat Guy
Tell On That Boy For Good
This One Time Baldwin Felt Guilty

Marla

8:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Too Overreactive To Be Father. Gawd!

Talk? Oh Terrible Bastard. Forgot. Gee.

Taking Oval Tub Bath. Favorite Grooves.

8:53 PM  
Blogger Flipsycab said...

How Did Baldwin's Daughter Reply To His Little Tirade?

T O T B F G
Told old tyrant that Billy’s films glow.
Talked openly to best friend Geraldo.
Took off to Barney’s – Blahnik’s for girls.

9:10 PM  
Blogger Flipsycab said...

whoops you can nix my last entry.

9:12 PM  
Blogger Michelle said...

T O T B F G

Took off training bra, fucked grandpa.

Took out tomahawk, bludgeoned father generously

Tried opium, tumbled blindly, forgot grumbling.

10:11 PM  

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