Jenorama: Superhero

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KatieK told me I could have this superhero!!! How great is that???
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Here are some of the taglines I've been writing down in my little notebook: What do you think?

There is no blog.

Ceci n'est-ce pas une blog.

This is not the blog you're looking for.

Full of bull from morning til night. (and I am a Taurus, get it?)

Cuter Than a Hedgehog.

Dust In Its Infinite Lightness.

This is not a blog.

It's not just for breakfast anymore.

The blog you don't take home to mother.

Putting the "ma" back in Jenorama.

Putting the "no" back in Jenorama.

Putting the "or" back in Jenorama.

More Jen than you can shake a stick at.

All Jen. All the Time.

More Jen than you can Rama.

Scaring young children since 1993.

Where young boys are surgically removed.

The pussy next door.

Ain't No Time To Blog

Ain't Too Proud to Blog.

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