Carol_Herman said...
Black nail polish! Even funnier if she pays someone else to paint this on! One of those Chinks in the nail parlor. I always tip them a dollar because any more they would spend on opuim and pencils to stick in their hair.
I think the people who sell the cosmetics like this to women ought'a be "boycutted." Of course only Jews get boycutted. I think that nice ricpic got boycutted at his bris really deep because he is always so cranky. He should call me and I would show him good time with my finger in his touchas.
Where did this idiot think you get the grass to stay green come from? It's chemicals don't you know. Like the jar of formdelyhyde I sleep in. It's better than Ponds!
Oh, yeah. Wasn't new sod put in at some point because the marchers destroyed some of the grass with their protests? I don't like new sods. I like old sods. That's why I want that nice RH Hardin or Ricpic or even better HD House to give me a call. I am like Betty White with an itchy twat. Wait that's redudant or however you spell that.
I love the reasoning! Especially Harry Reasoning. I mean he was so cute. I worked for ABC at the time and he loved for me to wash him up with a washcloth before he went on the air with that cunt Baba WaWa. What a bitch she was.
Even better! WIthout being asked ... the cops showed up. Like they do all the time at my house. Who the hell are they to tell me how many cats I can have?
And, I I could think of ... was ... wow that man with the shovel had powerful shoulders. I love a man with big wide shoulders. I mean when he is doing his business down there he won't fall in.
If you were at Woodstock, you'd have seen the applause for the truckers who brought in replacement Port O' Potties. Did I tell you I was at Woodstock? I took the brown acid. It wasn't so bad. That Chipmonk guy was a pussy.
In a more civil society ... the singers would have asked the working men ... if they had any musical preferences. Personally I love Dylan. All the senile baby boomers do.
He's so cool. And a rebel.
I miss the sixties now that I am in my eighties.
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I saw Joe Frazier made an appearance @ Saratoga for Travers Weekend on Friday. You remind me of Joe Frazier going after Carol Herman. Joe just kept coming, no matter what you threw @ Joe...he just kept coming. Keep coming, Trooper and go for the KO!
My bride picked the exacta for the Travers, she liked the names.
You're getting better with the unreadable part of Carol Herman. But I think you're playing with fire.
My eyes rolled back in their sockets only once, Troop. To do the full Carol_Herman, you've got to get me slumped back in my chair, head cocked back, mouth open, full snore, and I'll start awake at 3AM with everyone gone to bed, my mouth tasting like the bottom of a bird cage, and my neck with a wicked crook in it.
THAT's the full Carol_Herman. But you don't want to do it!
As I say, if you met her in person, she'd turn you into a garden ornament.
She's Medusa come back from the Underworld, or wherever it is the old Greek gods have been hiding out.
And I tell you, don't mess with her. The point of all those Greek tragedies is what happens to people who mess with the gods.
Have your wife blindfold you, tie your hands to the arms of your chair, and have her scroll past all the Carol Herman comments.
That's the only way you'll get out of this alive.
spinelli is under the illusion that CH can be defeated. Little does he know that the yenta in full flower is untouchable. It's like there's a force field around her. It's not that she's right and others are wrong. Others don't exist. Only the unending unstoppable projection of her yentaness exists and it is unending, not because she won't die but because the torch of yentahood will be passed on to her daughters or nieces and IT WILL NEVER GO OUT!
Finger in the tuchas...hey, Titus, call for you.
How about that time Carol_Herman met Uncle_Herman - that was a good time, boy howdy! A real hoot, I'm tellin' ya. KAPEESH!!!
I think ricpic and I agree, no matter how we view the situation, that there is no defeating the immortal Carol_Herman.
Whether, like me, your mind turns to the Classics for symbols and answers, or, like ricpic, to ancient Jewish wisdom, we all know Carol_Herman is a Force of Nature, a basic Principle of Existence. There is nothing mere mortals can do.
For my part, I plan to meditate further, if only to seek a path, free from desire or loathing, that I may find in the sudden appearance of Carol_Herman some higher spiritual understanding that I fear I have not yet been worthy to receive.
Which one is Carol?
A good question, Michael!
One could say, the Carol which is the Carol is no Carol, as a starting point on the journey to the essential Carol_Hermaness of Althousia. But that is a path few seek, and I don't propose to recommend it to just anybody.
Troop: Carol_Herman once did a cameo with our beloved SJP. Here's a brief clip.
There is nothing mere mortals can do.
Pop Quiz
1. What does TY enjoy more than playing with fire?
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2. What is the true length of TY's proverbial pole?
a. Shorter than the required 10 ft.
b. 10 ft on the nose
c. Longer than the measure of any mortal foot, including his own.
d. Adjustable to fit the occasion
How handy is TY with the harvest sickle?
a. Wouldn't know one if it hit him alongside the head.
b. Never held one but saw pictures of RHHardin's and yearns for one of his own.
c. Has one secretly stored away in his shed, but hasn't yet found in all of Lee Lee's sample scraps a cloth to cover his nose and mouth that matches his Hydra slaying shorts.
d. Is practiced and sickle ready to take on any and all Herculean tasks
Which saying best applies:
a. Mettle sharpens metal.
b. Meddle sharpens mettle
c. Sharper than a Serpent's tooth
d. Sharp as a marble, these stones
e. A good shave cannot be given with a dull razor
@MamaM: I know that you're a big fan of rh. He is a clever and admirable guy. But there's one "tell" that made me lose respect for him. I've commented on this to him several times on Althouse (but not lately).
Can you guess?
Chickenlittle...Expressed appreciation for humor or giftedness in one area does not equal a lack of discernment on MamaM's part regarding limitations or discrepancies in another.
There is no need to guess.
Are Carol Herman's tits saggy?
Gentlemen, I fully understand this CH battle may indeed be quixotic. And you folks know her better than myself. But we need to keep working the body, waiting for her fists to lower, and then hit the head w/ crosses and uppercuts. I can accept defeat, but not surrender.
I'm moving back to Boston in the next two days.
Tits and Clouds.
I am stressed.
Tits and Clouds.
ndspinnelli...not all who show up here are gentleman.
Neither are they ladies.
Quick Update on the move:
Tits and Clouds.
Neither are they ladies.
True. On a blog devoted to tits, twats and pokes with 10 foot poles, maybe that's a good thing.
There's still a cloud hanging over this blog.
Oim a lay-dee.
Yes, you are deborah!
The field is broader than it first appears, with lay-dees for every occasion according to google.
Barenaked Ladies
Lettuce Ladies
Ladies Who Launch
...and that's page one
For the record, if I know one thing about Mama, it's that:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIfxBthfFkg
@deborah: Are you welshing on some kind of bet?
The "packing" is complete. I was able to get in a 35 mile bike ride afterwards and feel totally refreshed and ready to take to the highway.
I am now soaking my balls in patchouli, as I just did a complete sac, back and crack wax.
I was doing a wide second over the mirror in the bathroom and my crack looked incredible. Never been fucked. Not even has it been fingered. Have I told you I have a prostrate of a 15 year old? I will never let any one do any ass play on my twat.
I will bend over and show it to them, natch, just to tease, but no touching.
I feel great. How are you?
No-sir, just putting a little english on it.
Titus, the MamaM is blowing you a kiss goodbye. Hoping your pristine cargo makes it safely through the packs of frustrated truckers backed up at the closed off sections of the I90/New York Thruway. If the trip gets boring there might be opportunity for stress relief in a cloud of smoke and patchouli. Hope you remembered to dab a little hair remover on your big and 2nd toes so they match your crack.
here's the correct link.
New York Thruway
The area between Herkimer and the MA state line is a mess.
Thanks MamaM. You Rule!
I know you think I am a freak but I think you are kind of cool....even if I don't understand everything you type.
Hugs!
FYI-my fabulous Cambridge Loft is one block from The Thirsty Scholar-the intro scene in The Social Network.
And I miss my Harvard friends really really bad.
On The Road Again!
Last time I traveled to Madison from Boston I stayed in Batavia and I was sad.
A city that was once cool. A Rust Belt City. Now it is a shell of it's former self. I hate seeing that shit.
Same with Erie Pennsylvania and Cleveland and Toledo and Northern Indiana.
Many of these places tried to make up for their losses by building Outlet Malls, but they failed, and they are now closed. Like making up for good Manufacturing Jobs by replacing them with Retail Outlet Jobs would work.
It's depressing driving through many parts of the U.S.
Meanwhile, India is booming.
So sad.
Somewhere between assumptions regarding Big Fans and Freakishness, the truth resides.
What's the difference between a gifted story teller and a liar? Respect for the audience. A good storyteller pokes, amuses and invites consideration, while a liar abuses, bemuses and manipulates to control rather than release.
The MamaM has seen Titus do both, with a mastery that betrays any professed lack of understanding on his waxed end.
That said, the MamaM sends returns "hugs".
Thanks MamaM. I think you nailed me and off I go!
Wish me luck.
Hugs, kisses, and hopefully smooth sailing.
The rare clumber is a mess during the drive and for that I feel really bad.
Talk to you all when I arrive in "the hub of the universe".
The Hub of the Universe needs axle grease.
Or is it K-Y Jelly?
That poor dog.
Deborah, if you make it back here, past the hub caps, axle grease and KY Jelly, the MamaM says thank you for the laugh and the song.
Believe it or not, that song was the one the Picture Captions Committee for the yearbook chose to put next to the MamaM's 9th grade graduation picture.
The Class Will Committee, responsible for hatching up a Class Will in which 9th graders bequeathed something noteworthy to specific 8th graders, decided MamaM would will to another her "ability to stay out of trouble."
Who'd have thunk Deborah would turn up years later with both the title and the inheritance!!
If nominated, I will not run, if elected, I will not serve, but only share the honor with its noble recipient and life-long holder. Mama, let's face it, we have class!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6RqzclCLrP0
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