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I am awash in memes. I’m so full of memes that I can’t even think about posting any derogatory posts about how I don’t believe a word of the crap silly banter Paris Hilton spewed all over Larry King; can’t imagine having time to look for more crotch shots of anyone or edit the airbrushed heads off of a slew of really hot bra pictures to post another entry into the Red Bra Diaries. Or the Red Shoe Diaries for that matter… although those don’t need heads cropped so maybe I will post a shoe or two.

But alas, I have realized that unless I get to some of these memes now, I’m in real danger of ending up on someone’s hit list.

The evidence:

1.   I still owe Mark a restaurant Meme.
2.   Diogenes asked me to do one a while back… do you think I can find it now? (Cue wet noodle lashes…)
3.   I just realized (because I saw it at The Kat House and though Kat didn’t tag me, Judy did give me the award, only I didn’t realize part of the award was to give it to five others) I didn’t pass on the Rockin’ Girl Blogger Award and so need to do that one.
4.   Bluepaintred tagged me again for this meme, and though her post includes the Rockin Girl Blogger Award, the meme questions are different and so I don’t think I should count it as the same as the meme from Judy.
5.   Bill Blunt tagged me with the 8 things about me meme.
6.   As did Kendall also tag me for the “8 things about me meme. I guess this time I can link them both and kill two birds with one stone. No offense to Bill or Kendall… I don’t mean it literally, and besides that, neither of you could be considered a bird. If you were women, perhaps the “chick” thing could be stretched into making the bird thing legitimate, but still… I wouldn’t use a stone anyway, I’m smart enough to use a more efficient weapon.

I’m kidding.

Then there’s the fact I did promise to answer the “Questions for Canadians” offered up by newHoosier, although that one isn’t technically a meme. I’m thinking that the post I started, which is sitting in draft right now, will be great to post on Canada Day - July 1. But still…

I am in meme hell and the lesson to everyone is that when tagged… just do the meme right away. Otherwise, the meme will multiply faster than a rabbit Britney Spears without a record deal, and you too, will be in serious meme hell.

And trust me, meme hell is a place you don’t want to be. It will keep you awake at night, keep you from your children and cause your hair to fall out in huge chunks.

Wait.. that’s not meme hell, that’s also Britney Spears.

Whatever. As for me…

Though I feel a little like Uma Thurman in the pine box in the ground in that Kill Bill movie, I, like she, plan to hack my way out of the box with nothing but my bare hands and determination.

I shall be spewing the meme effluent shortly. You may feel free to either look forward to it and come back repeatedly in anticipation of my answers  (thereby pimping my hit counter with your eagerness)  or take this as a warning to dive into the nearest foxhole and wait it out.

But I hope it’s the former, since I’ll probably bait and pay you off with amusing photos, shoes and bras.

In the meanwhile, please enjoy this remix of Mrs. Fletcher’s tragic fall.