Because it's the 'blab-machine' for me in /. ...


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For no other reason than we could, me and bosses' son J. decided to dance frenetically, spaztastically, hip-bumpingly to the radio outta nowhere. The song playing? Adele's 'Set Fire To the Rain.'

"Dude, we're rocking out to Adele's saddest fucking song," I said, and J. LHAO. Then I put a chocolate-cream pie on my tab, along with a dozen eggs at ( Read more... )

Friend on facebook shared this with me.

Omfg.

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Never thought I could stifle the laughter, but it IS almost 4am and my kid's sleeping. Along with the rest of the neighborhood.

I'm at work yesterday readying myself for a dive into the pickle bucket when I hear a "be the ninth or tenth caller" shout-out on the radio. Do I know what it's for? No. But I hop over to the phone anyway, simply because I have a knack for winning radio contests. H. walks in ( Read more... )

DON'T CLICK THE CUT, YOU MIGHT DIE LAFFING!

( I'M SRS AS HELL, DOOOOON'T! )

Well, we finished Faculty. While he left in the middle of it all, he DID say, "Frodo!" when Casey steps off the bus. Lol.

And NOW he's on the rampage, saying/yelling/singing, "I want Elijah Wood, please!" Yea, kiddo, I hear that.

Pan found these guys today. Amazingly hilarious. This one's my fave thus far...

Michael Buble's 'Haven't Met You Yet' is really 'Russian Unicorn'.

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WATCH THEM ALL.

( I WAS IMPORTANT TODAY!!! )

I hadn't checked my pogo inbox in a while; most of my old friends there I never talk to, but I found a forward that made me giggle. I normally don't pay them much mind, but yes--giggles.

( Oil Changes: Women vs. Men )

Oh my good gawd. I picked up an old journal of mine, one I'd mainly just effed-around in practicing drawing faces (which I should just give up), where I was hoping to write down elaborate directions from google for the MD trip (I do better knowing buildings and other landmarks, so I'm basically writing directions down with a landmark. Stfu, it's ( Read more... )