OK...sometimes O.J. makes me want to laugh. Not orange juice. O.J. Simpson (just to clarify...sitting around laughing at orange juice is probably a sign of mental illness).
What the heck?! "If I did it, this is how it happened."
I want to read it, but I don't want to purchase it because I don't want him to profit from me reading it. I just think it's too bizarre to pass up the chance to read it. What a weirdo (him and possibly me).
In other news, my co-workers are weirdos too. I brought cookies up here Monday. Apparently there's some unspoken rule that states that baked goods are only appetizing if you eat them on the first day they are offered. Mind you, these cookies have been sealed in a Ziplock bag. Apparently there's some kind of stigma attached to eating them after the first day they're up here. They still taste the same as when I first brought them. If they were at your house and were a couple of days old, you'd still eat them! Don't be a poser! Or, as Jenny Jones would say, "Don't hate."
Guess who has 2 Chick-Fil-A coupons that need to be used before the end of the month! I'll give you a hint, it's me!
Speaking of which, it's lunch time. Food always comes before my public. Sorry!
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Out. of. control.
I don't know which is worse--that he wrote a hypothetical detailed story about killing his wife, or that he was given 3.5 mil for it.
It's too bad that law against criminals making money off of their crimes (like writing books about them) doesn't extend to people acquitted for the crimes.
What an ass.
I thought pretty much the same thing when I saw the OJ Simpson book/tv show article. It was totally ridiculous. I mean thoughts of his kids alone should have kept him from writing such a thing. Makes me wonder if he did do it. That he would even write such a book, shows that he a few french fries short of his Happy Meal.
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