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Look: Mel's got lackeys


According to my research, Mel's last comment dates back to 2007. Ah, simpler times then: black and white film, tube tops, ZZ Top beard imitators. Good times.

But since then, Mel has been sooo busy at work, she can't stop to pee or other daily (or hourly) necessities like reading TFtBM. Shame, shame.

So when she pipes in yesterday, screaming (yeah, that is how it sounds to me) about how I didn't mention her hard work not swimming in the waterfall...well, I am speechless.

Clearly this means one thing: Mel's got lackeys. She now manages a team of 23 or something and reportedly knows each of them by name and my nicknames for many of them. Like T-Bone. Or Wendy. Or Starfish-killer guy.

So with all this new found free time on her hands she is back watching my blog. So, you can expect me to tone down my rants about her or my escapades with girlfriends and I am going to have cancel the reality show "Melon on his own". FOX will be disappointed.

So, congrats to Mel. I think I liked it better when I was just read by the government agencies set out to snoop on me. I am such a radical.

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