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Stop him! He’s costing me a fortune!
Blog Guy, I need your opinion on a pop culture phenomenon.
Have you seen this video on YouTube showing a guy in a financial office looking at racy photos on his computer, not knowing he’s live on television? It’s been seen by thousands of people now, and has a five-star rating…
Yeah, big deal. You can barely see that poor itty-bitty dude back there behind this talking head.
If you really squint it does look like he may be checking out a Victoria’s Secret model who might be nude, but I mean, who hasn’t been there?
What’s gone wrong with this blog?
Blog Guy, what’s up with your blog? You used to vow that nobody would EVER learn anything here, but suddenly we’re finding out about Ned Kelly, Kalashnikov Rifles… Plus, words like “plethora” and “duvet” are showing up! I hate to complain, but…
I know, I’m sorry. I got myself into a bind. For tax purposes I’ve had to restructure my blog as an educational tool, so that pathetically substandard schools can offer credit to students who read it.
The students can take 20 of my Quick Quizzes as a final exam. I was hoping my other readers wouldn’t notice…
The last of the red-hot photo goof-fest!
Blog Guy, last week you kicked off your Best of 2009 lists with the five Goofiest Photos of the Year, remember?
I surely do remember, because immediately after I published it I thought of two more that deserved to be in that list, as well. One shows two world leaders having fun behind the wheel, and the other shows invading space goddesses getting their first look at Earthlings.
But wait. Isn’t it your blog? Couldn’t you have the SEVEN Goofiest Photos of the Year?
I thought it was more the voices inside your head, Unca… but if you say so, I guess the lithium kicked in nicely today.
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.
Read us about the steamy models, Mr. President!
Blog Guy, you’ve been dissed by President Barack Obama. Just a few days ago you wrote about your children’s book, “The Steamy Lingerie Models who Saved Christmas,” which was supposed to take its place up there with “The Polar Express.”
Now, I see photos of Obama with some children, and he’s reading them “The Polar Express.” Why not your book? Why can’t those children hear the feel-good story of plucky models in their gyrocopters, saving Santa and the elves from the Nazis?
Well, my blog item made clear that I haven’t even finished my book yet.
I like her pom pom shoes…. Bob, how abt you do a shoe blog for a change?? There you go…. anoher idea for your kitty… no no.. you dont have to thank me for it… just put the blog up and I wont tell a soul… 
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?
Now he’s just pandering to the masses!
Quick quiz: The photo above shows…
Hey, congratulations to you readers who correctly identified the Vegas City Council!
Come back tomorrow for photos of a Las Vegas School Board meeting!
Do you know what would have been better to go with this title?A picture of a panda.Maybe in lingerie if such a thing could be found. But just a panda would have been fine.
More gratuitous Victoria’s Secret shots?
Blog Guy, don’t get me wrong. I love the fact that you post fresh stuff on Saturdays and Sundays, and I enjoyed learning about balloon animal makers and naked hokey pokey this weekend.
Thanks. But?
Well, I thought maybe if you used a few more gratuitous photos from the big Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show in New York it might artificially pump up your weekend numbers. I know it’s a cheap trick, but times are hard.
I can understand Branson being there… hey, what about Hefner?? Wasnt he there???
Who appraised it, Bernie Madoff?
Okay, this is the point we’ve come to in America.
We are told in a bunch of captions that this is a $3 million bra, but we are given no clue as to why it costs at least two and a half million dollars more than a regular bra.
Here are some possible reasons for that price tag, but these are only wild guesses…
For $3 Mil, that bra better lift and seperate like no other!
No room for a legume?
Well fashion fans, it won’t be long now. It’s the evening of the big Victoria’s Secret annual holiday fashion show. I mean, most of YOU won’t see it today, because it won’t be aired for a couple of weeks, but we’ll have lots of still photos for you and if you flip through them real fast, it’s just like being there.
Meanwhile, the models have to finish getting prepared for the show.
Here, one of them is seen loading up on the six and a half calories she gets every day. I can’t quite tell what this slop is, but it’s not fried onion rings and doughnuts, I’ll tell you that.
Thanks for the kind words, Caleb, and happy holidays to you, too. Please come back often, and bring your friends.
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