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Sunday, March 13, 2005

Things that I have deliberated today...


I have a DVD player. Now I’m done. One day people will laugh at me like they laugh at people who have eight tracks. But I won't be the one who has bought four different things in the meantime.

Who set the following sequence: First base-kissing; Second base-boobs; third base-below the appendix; home run-all the way? Was there a meeting?

I hate being naked in the shower when I realize that the shampoo is in the kitchen.

Why are some words inherently bad? Sometimes “Fuck you” is appropriate.

Why would anyone trust a government that allows their people to become dependent upon them?

In all of my 46 years, after being a babysitter, a mother and a nurse, I have never seen the “in between” size penis. I have seen them through potty training and in full feather, but not once have I seen one in between.

If a woman does something once, it becomes her job forever. I made the mistake of trimming the hedges. It has been my chore ever since.

If there is a flat surface in a house, some store somewhere is currently is selling something to decorate it with.

Why can’t the Ivory soap people make a product that doesn’t leave soap scum on your sink? Now THAT would be new and improved.

Why do we woman shave our legs and arm pits? 30 million Frenchmen can’t be wrong.

Why don't they put some of that anti-bacterial crap where it belongs, on edible underwear.

Shouldn't someone have invented a car that moves laterally by now? It would make parallel parking so much easier.

I bet Bill Clinton would change his views on oral sex if he caught someone sucking on Hillary’s dick.

That’s all there is, there ain’t no more. But of course, I’m not done...

Meg

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

In response to the "tweenis" comment, if you knew what it looked like you'd be in the same boat as Jacko :o) You crack me up dear! And the main reasons I married ole Tex are because he's never needed a back-up pitcher, he knows where the cut-off man is and he knows how to sweet talk the umpire.

March 13, 2005  

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