Blog Guy, I need you to settle a bet with the guy who’s asphalting my nephew’s driveway.
Blog Guy, it’s Memorial Day! Isn’t that when you announce your coveted “Why Isn’t This Person in Jail Award?”
Blog Guy, do you handle missing persons cases?
I’ve never done one before, but how hard could it be? Who’s missing?
My husband, Lamar. He took off eight years ago to get a large pepperoni pizza, and he never came back.
Back in March, I wrote “Five annoying things about the Census.” It’s one of my most popular posts for the year so far. Apparently others share my annoyance.
Quick quiz: a REALLY stupid place to pass out drunk is…
a) at your wedding, just before your turn to say “I do”
b) in a third-grade classroom, even if it’s the second time you’ve done that grade
Okay, we have this etiquette story that purports to offer tips on how to eat properly “if you are seeking to impress the boss or potential client.”
The problem with writing a humor blog is that sometimes people try to send news to me, not realizing that unlike my other Reuters colleagues, I’m able to make up my own.
“Yo, Lamar! Our team just won a hockey game! Let’s celebrate!”
“I have an idea, Lonnie, let’s be total dumbasses and loot a liquor store!”
Blog Guy, can you please settle a bet with my neighbor’s proctologist?
Sure, because that’s what I’m here for, to settle stupid bets.
Thanks, that’s what I thought. What would happen if Superman flew into the earth at 4,000 miles per hour?
Blog Guy, as long as you’re covering foreign news like the British elections, can you fill us in on the Italian Government?