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Friday
Mar192010

BREEDER v. BREEDER: PARK SLOPE PARENTS PULL THE PLUG

Well, it's official folks: Allison is now a ginuwine BR-ALLER.

She joins an elite group of BREEDERS who somehow managed to avoid becoming totallyfuckingannoying zombie parents by holding on to some modicum of their former fun/cool lives, and/or maintained the ability to express original, non-helicopter parental thoughts from time to time (BR-ALLER-n. a BREEDER who's proven themselves to be cool enough that, despite their tendencies to procreate, can still maintain the basic principles of a BALLER attitude and lifestyle).

Cause, really, what's cooler than having your Park Slope Parents membership RE-FUCKING-VOKED after you've "violated their joining agreement!?" (A: not much). Behold:

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Friday
Mar192010

Your Doorman Knows You Have Herpes

There really is almost nothing that I miss about living in NYC. I swear...I LOVE it here in the BK.

But if I had to either name one thing I missed or get murdered (do you remember when you used to play those assinine games as a kid?), I would have to say that I miss our doormen.

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Thursday
Mar182010

BREAKING: BREEDER v. BREEDER??? [Censorship on Park Slope Parents]

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I didn’t start last week with “incite breeder culture war” on the top of my to-do list. I’m a peace-loving proponent of coexistence, goddammit. I am a "live and let live" kind of gal (well, in theory...most of the time). But when I run into something that is simply so INDEFUCKINGFENSIBLE, I get well and truly up in arms, which I now officially am.

So, you BREEDERS want a war???
 
Well, okay then.

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Thursday
Mar182010

FIPS MARCH MADNESS POOL: JUST DO IT

It is officially my favorite time of year.  The birds are chirping, the sun is shining, my friends start questioning my commitment to my social life, and my dad says things like, “I’m so glad I had a son.”

IT, MY FRIENDS, IS TIME FOR MADNESS.  MARCH MADNESS.

Besides discovering this week that I was a childhood punk, you will also learn that I am an out-of-my-mind insane college basketball fan.  Whatever, let it go.  The point to this self-indulgent post is that FIPS has a March Madness pool on ESPN.

Click here to join (password is “fips”).  You only have until NOON today to get in on the action, SO DO IT.  Beyond the obvious glory of winning the Internet, there may be a prize TBD that is even better than watching me publically embarrass myself with all of the unreasonable upsets I chose.

Do it, Slope.   Just fucking do it.

Thursday
Mar182010

[GUEST POST] ST. PATTY’S 2K10: BOMBED ON ROBICELLI’S FRIED IRISH CAR BOMBS

When I first read FIPS’ 40,000 posts about fried Robicelli's cupcakes, I thought, “This blog must have so many readers that they can spare a few, because Erica and Meredith are trying to kill my ass.” I mean, FRIED CUPCAKES. Really?

Yes, really.

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