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Friday, February 13, 2004  
Mary Ann vs. Ginger


From greeneyedgrrl: "Is it just me, or is MaryAnne kind of hot?" Well, I can't vouch for greeneyedgrrl's thermostat but this is one of those debates that periodically rages forth from the loins of G.I. viewers. I've decided to settle the issue once and for all with a little analysis as a function of raging hormones. As a little kid there was no debate - both girls were "Ewwww!" though Mary Ann was kind of like an older sister type. Puberty came and the raging hormones, and with that came the lust for Ginger. Ginger the tease, the wet dream, the unattainable. We wanted her and we knew - deep down - that we couldn't have her. She'd coy up to us with The Look and The Pout, get us worked up to a fever, and when the pants were piled around our ankles, she'd be gone with a giggle. Ginger the Teasing Bitch. Look how many times she caused poor Gilligan to knock himself out.


Eventually, after twenty or thirty years, the raging hormones tweaked down a notch and a curtain was lifted from blind eyes. Why in God's blazes were we ever bothering with a dream like Ginger when Mary Ann - always faithful, very capable, and darned cute - was waiting by the water well. Bless her. She knew us better than we knew ourselves. Mary Ann with the patient smile, the kind touch - there was a mate to build a family and a life around. She was not a vaporous siren but a real dream.


Or to put it bluntly: you knew Mary Ann would be a virgin on her honeymoon night.


Show aside, the pictures I've seen of TIna Louise pre-Gilligan show a rather hot model *BUT* honestly they couldn't compare to some of the pictures of Dawn Wells with those dark eyes - woof!


Bush's War Records


So the records have been displayed and - bye gumbo - it looks like ol' Georgy served his time (less 6 months) and did his duty as an American Fighting Patriot. Yep, he put his butt on the line right in the fire zone and saw the worst of Vietnam. He smelled napalm in the morning, ate Agent Orange for lunch, and learned to sleep with eyes and ears open. Bush can stand proud that he looked the enemy in the eye and didn't flinch before pulling the trigger. Dammit, Georgy paid his dues with his own blood and earned the right and respect to send others in harms way.


You're not buying it either. Worse, he is sending kids to war under false pretenses. Repeat after me "Impeach!"


Halliburton


OK, you don't want to impeach for War under False Pretenses. How about impeach for misuse and theft of Government funds. Halliburton with an open-ended, unchallenged contract - surprise! - has an attitude of "It's not our money!" and so overcharges for damn near everything. Would someone please tell Georgy that Government money and weapons are not TOYS and have responsibilities associated with them. Awww heck, it's not just Georgy. Impeach the lot of them!


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