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Why, it was so cold that….
Blog Guy, you seem irritated today. What’s up?
Well, it’s here again, that time of year for those photos I hate, of bozos going swimming in icy bodies of water amid sub-zero temperatures and snowstorms.
We take thousand of those shots every winter, showing folks with chattering teeth, blue lips and pointy frozen snot-cicles hanging from their noses.
A holiday gift from Shameless to Nameless
Blog Guy, I have a complaint. Back in the old days you used to run photos of Victoria’s Secret models to make the point that they were getting too much news coverage.
But now, you seem to go out of your way to use as many as you can, for no apparent reason. It seems like you’ve lost your satirical edge, and just joined the enemy. I hope I’m wrong.
Wow, you sound like a very intelligent reader. Thanks for those perceptive observations, which are quite important to me.
The Steamy Lingerie Models who Saved Christmas!
I got nothing and I’m in big trouble.
My publisher gave me a hefty advance to write a feel-good new Christmas story for children, to take its place up there with “The Polar Express” and such-like.
I’m required to use the phrase “Steamy Lingerie Models” in the title because it seems research shows that dads do 80 percent of the holiday book shopping for their kids.
Mince pies?
Oh, Lordy! I remember when I was a child, getting a bite out of a minced pie that Mommy Dearest fixed for all of us!
Bravely, I gave the rest of my piece of the pie to the dog, since it was so…mincey! And not meaty, though it was called a minced meat pie!
And the dog, who was named Socky, because his true name Socrates was too hard to mumble while trying to rid my mouth of the taste of that pie, well, he looked at me as if I were crazed, and walked away, glaring back at me over his shoulder, as if to say, ‘Timmy Boy! I am NOT your average garbage disposal unit! Find someone else to fob this ghastly try at making pies off on! Bow! Wow!’
Shra, I got asked the other day for my ID! And it wasn’t by a Police Person!
Why, I looked at this Counter Person and said, ‘Bless your heart, my child,’ while I pulled out my retired military ID card and proudly displayed it!
Hey, stop rolling your eyes, gal! I retired at the tender age of 38! It’s not like I am 70! Yet.
Figure it out. Take 38 from 70. Divide by 2.
Add to 38 or minus this from 70.
There now! See how to use averaging, or whatever it is called? Remember, in the day, when I went to grammar school, when we had no calculators, we had to be able to do this by hand!
Oh, geeze. Now I am feeling more like 100.
Never mind.
Boy, was I lucky though, or what? Without my ID, I might not have gotten my blood pressure medication!
Nor the good stuff!
Hello? Have I lost my friend now that I have alluded to my own age of decrepitude?
HELLO???
Did I remember to put in my hearing aids? Did I take my B complex to improve my memory, so that I would remember to put in my hearing aids?
Why am I asking this, since I read the responses? Which would be hard to do, since I haven’t hit the ‘Submit Comment’ icon?
Man! I am slipping, in my young age!
Which isn’t old age!
Yet!
Did ya mention Baileys?
Would asking for a splash of that in my coffee be too much?
A very special holiday time at the blog
Blog Guy, do you have anything special coming up in your blog for the holidays?
Do I!
Do you?
Yes, that’s what I meant by “Do I! “
Well, while I am browsing the net the King to Be, is out for the night catting around!!! Good going William, or should I say Sire;) You have a Great Brother at your back, keep the good Sandy there. Ta
http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2009/dec/22 /prince-william-sleeps-rough-homeless
Steamy ski hostesses shower on the slopes!
I don’t know. I just can’t figure out what’s happening here. The caption just tells us we’re seeing “hostesses” simulating a shower during a “promotional event for a dating Website.”
Well crap, I’ve been skiing and I haven’t seen women showering at the top of the mountain. Can I get my money back? This must be the place where Hef skis.
Could this steamy scene help explain the recent rash of skiing fatalities among men, dozens of whom have zoomed off cliffs for no apparent reason?
Hey, look at the balconies on those chicks!
Blog Guy, I’m back again. It’s me, the aspiring photojournalist you’ve been mentoring.
How do you keep finding me? I’ve had my death notice put in several newspapers!
Hottest new gift gadget for guys this season…
Blog Guy, I need Christmas gift shopping advice for my boyfriend. I want something really special. Help!
How about a new Beamer?
Given this device is on display in Spain, I’ll go ahead and consider it works with 220V electricity, which is perfectly suited to my case.Tough on you guys across the pond: apparently it doesn’t work with lower voltages.
Throngs in thongs, what went wrong?
Okay, I have the winner of the coveted title of “Worst Organizer in the Entire History of the Galaxy.”
Nah uh, Bill… Dont even go there… those shoes confirm that they are MEN… !
NONE of you brought bullets?
Blog Guy, you’re an expert on police operations around the world, right?
Okay.
So I was wondering, what are the very best and very worst police departments? I’m counting on you.
I could not agree more that the Dominican police is the best, at least from the pictures. The key question is where they carry the handcuffs, the badges and the guns…
Most popular posts for August: Surprise, surprise!
It’s time to release this blog’s five most popular posts for August, and it underscores that every month I learn something new about my readers’ interests.
For instance, from the wildly popular item illustrated by this photo on the left, I learned that readers of this blog are very curious about special warfare in South Korea.
Who on earth would ever have guessed that?
Almost as baffling, it turned out readers are also quite interested in the nation of Iceland, and especially in the welfare of that country’s contestant in the Miss Universe competition.
Everyone here can have the half-naked guys … I’ll keep #2 company.
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