Yes, it’s Monday.
Kinda like the first time you tasted pussy, innit?
And in that spirit:
…or, as we’d rather see Christine McGuinness:
Now get on with yer week.
Yes, it’s Monday.
Kinda like the first time you tasted pussy, innit?
And in that spirit:
…or, as we’d rather see Christine McGuinness:
Now get on with yer week.
Regarding my post about the reinstatement of Comic Con and the pics of costumed chippies, Reader WVHillbilly commented:
“Usually you have women who are six sizes too large to wear a skintight costume parading around like overstuffed sausages..”
You mean like these?
Point taken. However, there are some who use their curves to good advantage:
Nothing too wrong with that.
Haven’t had one of these for a while, so here goes:
3 People who should have retired a LONG time ago, but haven’t.
Feel free to add your suggestions to substitute for the above, but they’d have to be really good to beat this lot.
Found this at Knuckledragger’s place, and it got me thinking:
If the next meteorite was going to strike a U.S. city, which one would get your vote?
Suggestions in Comments, with a BRIEF rationale.
Unless you nominate Washington D.C., San Francisco, Los Angeles, New York, Seattle or Portland. Then no explanation is necessary
This Monday, things are looking up…
Let’s dodge the Monday Falling Anvils with a joke or two:
And from Over There in Britishland:
…and back here in Murka:
And back in the U.K… this is Addison Rae Ellis:
She seems nice. No, I have no idea who she is or what she does, either.
Apparently, some guy had an argument with his girlfriend, and the next day left her an “I’m sorry” offering of presents, along with a note which made me giggle like a schoolgirl:
“The chocolates are cos I love you.
“The flowers are cos I’m sorry.
“The Tampax is cos I’m still not sure why I’m apologising so I guess you’ll need these any day now.”
Needless to say, some people have failed to see the humor in it because, as we all know, no woman has ever been pre-menstrually irritable.
Of course, it’s only going to make things worse for him, as all experienced men will acknowledge, but it’s worth it.
Oh, and for those who think it’s “passive-aggressive”, what would you think if he’d just plonked down a box of Tampax and his note read, “Take one and call me in the morning.”
Now that’s aggressive.