written so poorly and so vaguely that one could potentially interpret bake sales to be regulated. am i the only one who didn t have a bake sale? you had a bake sale. the bake part happened before we sold it though unfortunately. sorry, kid, oregeno. the only time in grade school i could talk to a girl is to buy cookies from her, gee whiz. you should have bought them for her. it was not a sexual innuendo until i became 30. do you have a comment? e-mail us. to leave a voice voicemail, it is simple. 212-462-5050. you are still mad at me for some reason. i am. i don t know why. still to come the half time report from andy levy. yea, andy. tonight s half time report is sponsored by implosions. the controlled demolitions
around. from predators to power puffs, they are using make up to mask mayhem. yes, according to the new york times, they are getting makeovers because supposedly they can t get a fair shake with tattoo advocating hate. and who is paying? the state. when he went on trial on monday, jurors didn t see the large swastika or the crude insult inked on the other side of his neck or any of the other clap he crap he acquired while being on murder charges. the tats can be distracting or prejudicial to the jurors who under the law are supposed to consider the facts presented to them. so the court approved paying $125 a day for the services of a cos ma toll gist. it is to cover up the ink. anyway, it was so shocking i almost fell. speaking of confinement, how are my house boys marking the