Family Feud has been full of surprises these last few days. First the Hershey squirts was a top reason a man would be in a womens restroom.
Tonight, according to 100 women, the #3 thing a man can hold that a woman finds sexy is his baloney pony!
Oh yah, and my new nickname for butthole is officially fudge factory.
This was body parts that make noise.
My mom told me about this movie, Teeth, and it’s about a vagina with – you guessed it – teeth!
Just posting a quick update on my last post why-so-serious-asked-the-owl.
My owl tattoo is complete – I named him Garth. Here’s a picture:
Also, I am still planning on getting that silly owl my husband drew for me. I’m going to surprise him with it one day…soon!
S: Let’s get tattoos for our anniversary.
K: Ok – I want an owl.
S: I drew you an owl. *sends me a pic of an owl doodle he did on his mousepad.
K: LOL, no way! I’m not gonna get that.
S: Why not? It’s an owl.
K: I changed my mind, I’m getting that owl you drew me on the inside of my heel.
S: What – you’re just kidding.
K: Nope – I’m gonna do it because when I look at it, it makes me laugh, and I’m doing it to remind myself that life shouldn’t be taken so seriously all the time.
We scheduled our appointments and put down our deposits for our 13th anniversary tattoos today. Steve is getting a wind rose on his forearm and I’m getting my owl. I’m actually getting two owls – the one I had originally thought of on the inside of my leg above my ankle, and Steve probably doesn’t believe me, but I already asked the artist if he could throw in the one my husband drew on my heel.
Life doesn’t always have to be so damn serious!
I think it was last month that I was watching TV with the hubbs and sister in law (SNL) that I started wondering what life was like for the very first humans on earth. Oh, I know, it was because were talking about reality shows and I said a totally extreme reality show would be to put a bunch of babies on an island all alone and see how they survive.
My SNL said they wouldn’t survive and that they would die. That’s probably true, but it made me think – who the hell took care of little babies to begin with? I’m pretty sure we didn’t appear as full-grown adults on earth; we didn’t arrive in a puff of smoke and automatically know what had to be done to survive. Something had to help us out…
I believe we evolved, but when you really think about it, it’s all a big curiosity. Was I once a bug, or a dinosaur? Did I come from the dirt, or the water? Maybe I was an ape, but if that’s the case where did the ape come from?
Eh, at least this is more intriguing to think about than our new AA+ credit rating.
Filed under America, History
This week, a South Carolina couple claimed to have returned from church and spotted the likeness of Jesus on a Wal-Mart receipt that they obtained a few days earlier.
I sent my mom and dad a link to the article because my mom once found the likeness of Jesus in a towel hanging in her bathroom. My mom immediately came back and said the image on the receipt looks more like Charles Manson than Jesus.
I tend to agree – so what does that mean hmmm….
I hereby declare the 2011 crayon colors of the year to be Obama Brown and Recession Red.