Nic Narrates

By now you’ve probably seen mention that I’ve given up swearing for Lent. I realize this is, in fact, no real sacrifice, but holy Saxby Chambliss it’s been difficult! (And besides, giving up dating/ the sex for Lent would have been a cake walk these days. As well as buying shoes. I’ve even lost my will to shop.)

So you’re probably wondering why I’m invoking the name of the senior senator from Georgia. Well, firstly it’s fun to say, especially with an Old Timey Southern accent. Secondly, it’s enough of a non sequitur that it verges on comical when used interchangably for swear words. Saxby. Chambliss. Try it.

Last night, I burned my Saxby Chambliss while tanning for the D.R.

You’ve got to be Saxby Chambliss kidding me. You carry your Saxby Chambliss suitcase to the bottom of the Saxby Chambliss stair-well during rush hour at Union Station and THEN proceed to dawdle while 200 people wait behind you? What the Saxby Chambliss is your Saxby Chambliss problem?

Franky my dear, I don’t give a Saxby Chambliss.

Mother Saxby Chambliss snakes on a Saxby Chambliss plane!

See? Almost as fun as swearing.

Lastly, as Emo put it, “dude’s a douche.” Now go forth and Saxby Chambliss.

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