I Used to Be Funnier…
Calendar of Awesomeness
Better than anti-depressants! … Sort of.
(I wrote this last weekend but I didn’t have cell service in the blizzard to post it and then I forgot about it until now when I was looking at something else on my phone — feel free to skip it)
I just saw the Mother-Fucking Polar Express! – and yes I had to “M F” it so you’d get the full effect of my excitement!!!
No shitting! So we’re driving home in a blizzard (at this VERY moment actually, I’m trying to keep myself busy so I don’t worry about the slicker-than-boogers highway and all the extra weight — ahem! Trailer, not fatties — behind us because we’ve almost died like 6 times and I haven’t even done half of the things on my bucket list) we’re going at a snooze-inducing 25 miles an hour on I-25. Talk about a Loooooong drive home. So you can imagine my excitement when I look over and realize that even though visibility is so poor I can’t see the traffic in the south-bound lanes, I can see the most amazing spectacle I’ve ever seen!! Lights that would cut through the thickest snow and fog on the planet! One way up high, two more in the middle and more closer to the ground the lights emit beams that look like….Oh mylanta. The Polar Express! I totally saw it. You didn’t! But you also didn’t spend 14 hours of your Sunday standing on a frozen lake in the middle of a blizzard with temps hovering in the single digits and the windchill well below zero. Did I mention BLIZZARD? ugh. As if that wasn’t enough, add in the ugly, life-threatening drive home and I totally deserved that goddamn miracle. Craig said it was probably just a freight train, why you gotta rain on my parade?? If I say it’s the POLAR EXPRESS, it’s the goddamn Polar Express!!!!
Oh and also, frostbite is not funny. That shit hurts. Apparently I didn’t actually have frostbite because if I did, it wouldn’t HURT… But let me tell you something, it sure as hell felt like I did. I sure wish I had me some ugly ass – but I bet they’re warmer than shit – Ugg Boots right now! Maybe my toes wouldn’t fall off and become puppy chow. Craig says I might be exaggerating again… That’s what I do. But really I have frost bite so if you find a human toe in your dog’s next bowl of kibble, it was probably mine. You’re welcome.
I’m like an ugly, shaggy dog…. old, grouchy, and definitely not cute or cuddly. BUT kind of funny when I chase my tail so you keep me around for parties or in case I do something really entertaining when you need a laugh. You don’t want to pet me since I might just bite you or pee on your bed; you just never know with me. That’s my gift to you: spontaneity YOU’RE WELCOME.
So is it considered taunting if your dog poops in front of a guy with a colostomy bag?
2007: year of the cow – we got mad cow disease
2008: year of the bird – avian flu
2009: year of the pig – swine flu
2010: year of the cock – ANYONE ELSE WORRIED?
Ever find yourself getting half-way through eating a horse and think to yourself “hmmm…perhaps I’m not as hungry as I thought I was”?
Was just sitting here perplexed… wondering how someone figured out you can milk a cow?!?
I wonder if lesbian squirrels still eat nuts?
I wonder if camels ever look down at their toes and think “I have pussy feet”? 😛 tehehehe
I’m curious… Did they ever find out who let the dogs out?
So I was thinking this morning about toast and cats. If cats always land on their feet and toast always lands butter side down, what happens if you strap buttery toast to a cat?
The female bed bug has no sexual opening! In order to get around this small problem the male uses his curved penis to drill a vagina into the female! Now that’s innovation!