I think there are few things worse than chewing gum as you walk into a bathroom that smells like someone just took a giant Indian-food-dump at work.
I entered the lolcats poker contest… and now I’m pimping out my picture for votes. More on the online Poker Cats Contest
And that’s all I’m going to say about this link, because I don’t want the Hubbardites to sue me. CLICK HERE
If Justin is my long-lost brother, writing the same things I’m writing… then I have to say that Randall Munroe is probably our other brother, who depicts life in drawings.
For reasons unexplained, this strip made me laugh more than usual.
This was just too funny not to share. WATCH THIS VIDEO
Check out Stick Figures in Peril! It’s a collection of ridiculous warning signs and a bucket full of laughs. In other news, I’m sick. …like physically ill, not the other kind. You already knew about the other one.
Girl #1: “We don’t really ‘make out’ anymore since we got married.” Girl #2: “That sucks. That’s the best part.” Me: “No. The best part is the last five seconds.” *oink*
Originally, I was just going to write “That is all” here and post it, but that would be too much twisting of a tag. (Though I think it’d be funnier.) Cap, in a fit of fabulous lesbian bitterness, has tagged me a Rockin’ Girl Blogger. I’m not linking to Cap, because she moved her blog …
…and laughter makes me feel good.