Although I am a renowned prognosticationist, I must confess that I had no idea that the subject of camel toes would so predominate the discussion on this most holy of blogs. It just goes to prove the old adage, "Confessional crotch-talk, stood on its head, is professional crotch-talk." Truer trueness was never undenied.
However, I feel that it is time to put our crotches away (and put on some underwhear, for God's sake ORDER your Rusty boxer shorts and thongs HERE).
We need to focus -
TO DO
1) find camera - check.
2) prepare for the Rupture - check
3) Sell some books - check
4) write award winning movie script - check
5) open Game Farm - check
6) save the world - check
Wait a minute - I think we're done.
6 comments:
I much prefer the term "smuggling yo-yos..." but moving right along... (ha)
Amy
There's a hoot for you. "Smuggling yo-yos". Hoot hoot hoot.
/bark bark bark
blog headline of the day. and yeah I looked at the yo yo pictures.
/howl
Nicolo Paganini had chronic cystitis and orchitis which caused one of his testicles to swell to the size of a pumpkin.
Of course, he was a violinist, while Yo-yo plays the cello.
Speaking of a pumpkin-sized testicle, if you visit the Walter Reed Hospital museum in DC, you can view a basketball sized testicle in a jar of formaldehyde. Probably best to go before lunch.
http://nmhm.washingtondc.museum/exhibits/humanbody/index.html
Can you play a little ball with an basketball-sized testicle? I'll play point, but I AIN'T blowin' the sucker up.
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