I noticed my posts recently have had a slight negativity towards Liz. Not overtly or mean spirited, but a few jokes made on her behalf. I don't want to correct this just because Liz has a mean streak and could kick my ass, but because Liz is a great person who would kick my ass out of love.
Top Five Reasons to Love Liz
5. Liz is, undoubtedly, one of the world's greatest shit talkers. She manages to keep it funny so everyone around is laughing, but the person whom it is directed at will have a twinge of concern about whether she is serious or not. I was hanging out with a group of friends, which included Liz, and she told me if I farted one more time she would shove a potato up my ass. We all laughed, but I really believe she would have done it.
4. Liz has a fantastic little house, perfectly decorated with a lot of color, a little camp, and a touch of humor. There are coasters that light up when your beer is placed upon them and a series of 1950's half naked beefcakes framed upon the wall. The extra bedroom is comfy and she never says I can't sleep there. She even has really nice sheets and I like to sleep in them naked, but don't tell her about that part.
3. Liz has an infectious, upbeat personality. She could have fun in line at the DMV, and so would everyone else in her line. She would probably be talking shit to the next line about how much their line sucked.
2. Liz has an awesome sense of humor. It doesn't matter if I am making jokes about JFK Jr. listening to John Denver when his plane crashed or more eco-friendly humor about a bear wiping his ass with a rabbit, she laughs regardless. She actually laughs with her whole body and then says, "I Love It!" It's very reaffirming.
1. When I first started this blog I emailed everyone I knew. Liz was the first, and very few, to read it and comment, besides my mother. She has never stopped. For a long time it seemed like she was the only person reading. One day out of the blue Othurme showed up, and through his blog I found Red and Fringes, from whom I would eventually
