Mr. T is the man. I got my Mother Mr. T as a GPS voice. I have always emailed her this video and sent flowers, but this year i went to a site called Navtones and got her the real Mr. T on her GPS.
She is going to love it. Check it out. I think its Navtones or Nav-tones.
I'm a twenty-something American Midwesterner who plays a part in the cloak and dagger melodrama known as local TV news. My hobbies span from vinyl record collecting to wine tasting to armchair philosophizing. I, also, enjoy star gazing, foreign films and narcotics. I'm ticklish right below my rib cage, on my sides and on the soles of my feet. Chinese food is my favorite cuisine. I don't believe in miracles, aliens or ghosts (but secretly believe in one of them). When I drink I never become confrontational or weepy but always become sappy and sentimental. One summer I watched nothing but silent films. My politics are by and large left-leaning, and I have an unhealthy passion for music (not making it, just collecting it). Groucho is the greatest Marx brother, a stiff dirty martini is the greatest drink and autumn is the greatest season.
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Mr. T is the man. I got my Mother Mr. T as a GPS voice. I have always emailed her this video and sent flowers, but this year i went to a site called Navtones and got her the real Mr. T on her GPS.
She is going to love it. Check it out. I think its Navtones or Nav-tones.
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