Mugs For Jugs
The Mugs For Jugs event benefiting the Susan G Komen Breast Cancer Cure Foundation And All You Can Eat 24 hr Diner was this past weekend at the Ship and Anchor Pub in Sandy Springs. Lots of live music, and we had a great crowd come out to support the whole deal. from what I hear, they raised over $1,500, so that’s a good thing.
I took some pics at this anti-cancer fund raiser, and I’ve got my thought on the whole gig after the jump. But for now, the pics:
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You can see the larger versions by bouncing over to Flickr.
//standard satire disclaimer here//
If you didn’t come and support this great cause, all I can deduce is you hate breasts. My question is, why.
Is it that you hate your mother? Did she hit you over and over again with a breast-shaped branch because you wouldn’t stop crying unless she put on her limited edition DVD of The Postman Always Rings Twice, with Lana Turner?
Or maybe you’re gay. If you gay, fine. I have a brother that’s gay, and despite his willowy ways, and effeminate denial of the fact, we all love him. Even Grandma loves her queer grandson and his cover girlfriend. But being gay does NOT give you the right to hate on titties. You may not like them, but others do. A lot of others.
But maybe that’s not it. Maybe your mom, for whatever reason, loved you. Maybe, if you’re a guy, you like women, or you may even BE a woman. Maybe the reason you didn’t come isn’t that you hate breasts, but that you LIKE cancer. Is that it, you sick bastard? You like cancer.
You probably take vacations to the Tropic of Cancer each year. I’ll bet you smoke and layout in the sun without sunscreen so you can GET cancer. I’ll bet you like to have cancer over to your house on the weekends. Maybe let cancer watch your kids while you go on vacation. TO THE TROPIC OF CANCER, YOU CANCER LOVING BASTARD!!
Sorry. I’m better now.
Things have been stressful at work, and I haven’t been sleeping well. It’s not your fault.
Bottom line is, breast cancer == bad. If you don’t help fix it, then you’re an evil person. Way more evil than somebody who starts a fake fund raiser under the guise of helping vicims of a natural disaster so that they can rake in some quick cash. Yeah, that guy is better than you.
-kw
