Titus said...
They were mean turkeys and wore hard hats and had backpacks on. They ripped the insides of my rare clumber apart right in front of my eyes and then came for me.
Mama was just up on her porch knitting during the entire rampage.
It was awful.
tits.
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«Oldest ‹Older 201 – 231 of 231rcommal said...
Great. Now I get to look forward to someone endlessly ranting about how there really is only one important, root topic and everyone else but that someone is blind and stupid and unenlightened and ignorant inTWO places, not just one. Sigh. Whatever.
I'm sorry you're upset about my obsession with the Titanic. In a few weeks time, so too will be everyone else.
I went to the movie - turns out that sumbitch sank! Who knew?
Was I talkin' to you?
Sorry, didn't mean to spoil the ending for you, CL.
Chickelit, I wasn't referring to you or to the Titanic, for crying out loud.
You mean this wasn't all about me?
No, it was about me and my itty bitty dolly that MamaM called a trashy whore. Or did sh call me a trashy whore, I forget, cause my bottom hurts from ... Falling off that damn bull so many times. Cursed creature.
The music and the cowboys, however were amazing, I love this city, so liberal, who woulda thunk it, in Texas of all places. I used to hate Texas. The Texas friends taught me to line dance and they got me a coy boy hat! But what am I going to do with it back home in Wisconsin? It won't even keep my ears warm.
I need someone to keep my ears warm. Where's that guy with the Pale Blue Eyes?
These Texans should all weigh a ton, the stuff they eat and drink, I'm going to come home 10 pounds heavier. But all that dancing and bull riding no wonder those cowboys are so lean, they called me sugar and said my accent was cute. I might have to marry me a coyboy.
Nope. M&Ms.
Deep Thoughts ...by Titus
includes complimentary:
Loaves and Fishes
or
Turkey on Toast
Chickelit, I wasn't referring to you or to the Titanic, for crying out loud.
Wow....everyone is so sensitive.
I knew what rcommal was referring to.
I think we need to all adopt the Honey Badger as a mascot....I know I have.
Don't give a shit.
Awright, listen up everyone. There'll be no more commenting on comments until you've purchased one of these.
If you can't find a seller online, I recommend that you write directly to Meadehouse to ask if they know where to get one.
That is all.
I suspect Chickie knew what RcommaL was take talking about, I believe we all knew, lol. It's that there performance art thingie that MamaM was talking about, dontcha know?
Humor and a sense of it will cure the savage in all of us. Speaking for myself only of course! :)
So Chippy, do ya have a gun, can I see it?
"This is my rifle, this is my gun..."
See Full Metal Jacket if you don't recognize that line.
And just so we are clear, that was not meant in a scolding sort of way. Just trying to avoid a Weiner incident here. Or seeing one, to be more precise. You are free to do as you wish, just include me out.
Wiener?! I just wanted to make sure he was a real cop, if I can't see his gun, can I at least feel it?
That sounds like the punchline to the breath-a-lizer joke.
Well, I am hungover. I blame Texas.
Easiest pickup in Texas is a chick who's been riding a mechanical bull.
Always looking for a gun to play with.
But, Allie, you'll be disappointed to learn that the weapon issued to the Thread Police is a needle, not a gun.
All MamaM has saved up under the doilies in her chest of drawers is the tiniest bit of hope we will all someday get along like...
PEAS IN A POD!
Can they get any cuter? So adorbs it's hard to choose just which one best represents the TY experience. Perhaps the two with googly eyes. Or maybe the yet to be created, Tits in a Pod, manufactured and hung over/under the Titusian flag.
Shucks...
Can't get the link to show the page of images for individual pea pickin', but MamaM understands this to be an election year favorite:
Eat Yer Peas
See MamaM I knew you would begin to see the aesthetic value of this art form. We are two peas in a pod! Just for that I will crochet you a peas in a pod, made with love from Allie to Mama. I know you will display it in a prominent place in your lovely berugged home.
And for Titus, two big booby pillows! Thankyou for inspiring me, buggies MamaM.
My iPad keeps spelling buggies, I meant huggies.
Chippers, sorry to hear your gun is only a needle:(
Now My Bell and I are heading to the Capitol, I bet it's not as beautiful as Wisconsin's, shhhh, don't tell her I said that.
Tah Tah for now Allie!
MamaM is all crochety today.
She was crochety to start with but no one got it. Chickenlittle is the turtle that wins the race, while the wild hairs keeps falling off the bull with an offal thump.
With bit roles ranging
from Innocent Ingenue
to Prowling Striped Tiger,
Sweet Virgin Ass
to Seamy Hog Wrangler
Is there room
In the Kommunity
For a Knitter
To turn Crochety?
MamaM said...
With bit roles ranging
from...
You think blake is role playing?
The spin of
Any male-strom
Makes focus
On objects
Within the
Swirling waters
Difficult
Even more so
When sight is
Limited to
A pair of
Moovingly
Diver-Gent
Googly I's.
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