tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598497924623242407.post1878639855495644666..comments2022-03-27T07:04:57.656-06:00Comments on Xine Fury's Campaign Journals: Artifact Hunters: Slug Is A BattlefieldXineFuryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14456796153571363068noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598497924623242407.post-21239635237567013562011-08-18T08:52:42.664-05:002011-08-18T08:52:42.664-05:00Oh, about the title for this blog entry... I like...Oh, about the title for this blog entry... I like to sing the wrong song lyrics on purpose. Often it's song specific, for example, "Here's a quarter, call someone who cares" becomes "Ned McWherter just fell down the stairs." But there's also some words I tend to substitute a lot, for instance I'll say "thighs" instead of "eyes" ("She's got Bette Davis thighs"). Anyway, one of my more prevalent substitutions is "slug" for "love". It works well because it can be a noun or a verb... "Money can't buy me slugs" or "Slug the one you're with." So anyway, that's why I referenced Pat Benatar's song in the title; some of these jokes are just for me.XineFuryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14456796153571363068noreply@blogger.com