Things To Be Thankful For July 11, 2008
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Look, ending a sentence with a preposition may be poor grammar, but who the hell cares? I’m here to list a few things for which I am grateful, given the shitty state of things out there.
Yeah, I could talk about family, health, and all that crap. But that should be understood. If not, we need to get our collective heads examined upon removing them from our collective asses.
No, I am here to express gratitude for some of the little things out there that make a weirdo like me happy. So, here goes:
- That leftover strawberry shortcake given to us by that old lady next door. Hey, toots. I appreciate that you felt compelled to give us some store-bought leftover strawberry shortcake from your daughters’ visit a few days ago. That shit was to die for. But I have a problem with that plastic container thingy it came in. IT TAKES UP NEARLY HALF THE FUCKING REFRIGERATOR!! How the hell am I going to store my bread, cheese, and dead hobo parts? And you want it back when finished? Are you shitting me?!? We’re not in The Great Depression II yet! Besides, I wouldn’t want to eat anything you store in that plastic after my ass gets finished with it. Good Fucking Grief!
- Awesome Vacation Ideas That Cheat Death. A cage hanging over a shitload of crocodiles? Sign me up!
Just 4cm of acrylic will separate brave punters from the jaws of Choppa - a feisty saltwater croc.
Top End tourists will climb into a clear box before being lowered into Choppa’s lair.
They’ll then spend 15 minutes inside the 2.8m high cage and watch Choppa, who lost both front feet while fighting other crocodiles, trying to take a bite out of them.
- Bald Squirrels. Fuckers deserve it after tearing into my petunias.
- And Finally, Women’s Tennis, Especially Serbian Players.
What A Time To Be Alive!
all those men there and not a single one offered to give her a hand?
And I’m no big fan of squirrels, bald or hirsute.
Look, ending a sentence with a preposition may be poor grammar, but who the hell cares?
“Ending a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I will not put.”
– Winston Churchill
Brad:
I have a feeling most of the guys’ hands were elsewhere. And I am mocking squirrels. I hate them as well.
OT: Organizers for town hall meeting just down the road aways from me get commitment from McCain, ignored by Obama.
No suprise, but that’s not what caught my eye. This did:
“But the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan have taken a heavy toll on Fort Hood; one of the groups organizing the event estimates that up to 800 of the service people who have died in Iraq have come through the base“.
I knew it was a lot. I didn’t know it was that many.
Why is that stupid girl changing her panties in public? Disgusting.
Because you only have a small amount of time in between breaks.
And I guess I must explain: she is Jelena Jankovic, one of the top five in the world.
it’s a valid question. She was already sweaty. Was something distracting her from her game?
I say she wanted camera love.
That’s what I say.
The guys behind her seemed happy.
You can buy those panties on E-Bay. Starting bid is $1,000.
Probably some Japanese guy is saving up his cash for that.
Probably some Japanese guy is saving up his cash for that.
I didn’t know Wiserbud was Japanese.
NTTAWWT
hey….ummmmm..can anybody lend me $1,200?
DiT keeps bidding me up.
Oh, and Wiser:
I read where Ed Gruberman was interviewed recently by a Pakistani publication, and he listed The Hostages as one of his favorite sites.
Congrats.
Not that I care, in fact I hardly even noticed, but I find it interesting wiserbud can come to IB on the weekends. Sure don’t see him at The Hostages.
Again, I hardly even noticed. really
When chicks get jealous over me about other guys, I start rethinking my whole approach to life.
When chicks get jealous over me about other guys, I start rethinking my whole approach to life.
Hey Dave, I drove past your house today on I-35 this afternoon. I thought about stopping off to throw some trash in your yard. I had an empty wine bottle lined up after Cathy and I drank the contents in our hotel. We talked about throwing it in your yard.
But then I thought, “Nah, it’s Sunday. I should not trash a Baptist yard on Sunday.”
See? I’m just sayin’, Lutherans have a high standard of decency. Cuz I really wanted to pitch that wine bottle in your yard.
I read where Ed Gruberman was interviewed recently by a Pakistani publication, and he listed The Hostages as one of his favorite sites.
He probably got there by clicking on the link here from IB.
Honestly, how else would he have found the place?
^I dunno. The Coast Guard?