Chip: "That's funny because there's no such thing as a good veggie burger, much less 'the best.'"
Later in the evening, at Harbour Lights (which was long considered a townie-bar until a recent hipster immigration), Lonesome Hobos take the stage. Lawrence.com describes them as "More a collective of old townies than a "band" per se."
Richard: "It's a great description, and one that can easily be applied to any number of local 'bands.'"
Readers, we've had a lot of columns that come and go here over the years, but few have been as divisive as "Babes We'd Bone." Many of our feminist and church-going readers felt that the series was out of place, departing from our usual satirical thrust in a lazy effort which simply presented pictures of pretty women in various states of undress. Others, such as Dr. C and Cl.thier, praised the series for its power to induce boners. Our intention, however, was never primarily provocation or titillation, but rather information (about various women we'd bone, given the opportunity).
Today's subject is Isla Fisher, who, according to Entertainment Weekly, "combines dizzy femininity and no-nonsense verve in the manner of a classic screwball heroine." She's romantically linked to Sacha Baron Cohen (Bruno!), suggesting that she has excellent taste in satire and would probably enjoy spending an evening with the boys. Take a look, followed by commentary.
Richard: "Our friend Beth once offered an entertaining blog where she tried to determine if various women were either 'hot' or 'cute.' I believe she deemed Isla Fisher to be 'cute.' Such distinctions matter little to us. What matters is, we'd bone her."
Chip: "I find her so pleasant that I actually went to see 'Confessions of a Shopaholic.' Full confession: I found it quite charming! The nice thing about this particular photo is that you can see her panties."