IT'S HALFTIME!!!

By my calculations we have reached just about the halfway point in Brooke’s world wind tour of Europe! And I am rather shocked that she hasn’t been deported back to the states yet!

HALFTIME HIGHLIGHTS (or lowlights)…
While she is a vagabond in Europe, it sounds like Brooke is either "not getting any” OR is “getting way too much!” Allow me to explain my reasoning. We all know and love our Ms. Brooke. And we know that Brooke is a freak! But lately her blog entries have been rather… shall we say… “Flynt”-like. I would like to present some evidence to you. The following are some of her titles, phrases and words listed below. These are her own words in bold, followed by some commentary by use truly!

Hangin' with Ron Jeremy (New sitcom from the producers of Hangin' with Mr. Cooper comes…)

looks like a porn star. (NIRVANA is coming out with a sequel to their song SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT.)

looking like a porn star. (Oh much better description there Brooke! Are photos of that look available?)

I got off on the train. (REALLY… Maybe the CTA & METRA should look into this as a potential new marketing campaign here in Chicago)

Those Are Some Good Balls (At least we know it’s not all about Brooke)

I've tried for the first time, veal testicles…It was very good. It was so creamy, it melted in my mouth. (Good for you Brooke! It’s always good to try new things. Keep your mind open!)

A Tip (Sometimes that’s all she can handle folks)

So Good I Can't Stand it! (We men aim to please Brooke! I am sorry… I should not single out those of the opposite sex who like those of the same sex… by all means… CARRY ON!)

Hookers, Sex Shows and Weed… I believe it should be legalized. (I have 4 very simple words: Brooke Sylvester for President!!!)

I actually find Amsterdam a romantic city (Brooke’s blondness showing right here folks –I mean really…who wouldn’t with the legalized hookers and weed!!!)

About F***ing Time! (Well… no explanation is necessary here! Plain, simple and to the point!)

Shake your ass time (A bit more descriptive with a much more South Side connotation!)

A Farting Shame (OK… so it’s not sexual… but a little flatulence is NEVER a bad thing!)

Did I grow a penis? (I have to admit… this one kinda bothered me a bit! Poor Phil! Poor, poor Phil!)

I'm sorry, but we have to break up (Not that difficult considering the previous line now is it?)

Thank God for cigarettes and gay men (I can hear that disco classic now… IT’S RAINING MEN!)




Ladies & Gentlemen... I rest my case!

Keep those posts coming Brooke! We love them!