These types of posts mean I need some time off. I like them, but since they ARE language, I don't feel compelled to write too much myself....
LET'S BEGIN WITH "PEOPLE WITH MARKERS"....
I got stopped by a cop and he asked how many beers I had consumed. I said, "In dog beers, I've only had one."
I only drink every now and then.....meaning right now and right then.
No.....no they aren't.
I hate our airport. The men's bathroom here doesn't have any urinals! Just a bunch of women screaming.
You are now aware that every time you swallow you hear a little crackle in your ear.
Even if this is not true, it's kind of cool to look at it this way....can you say Light At The End Of The Tunnel, boys and girls?
DRUGS DON'T KIDS do.
Bringing psychiatric drugs and teenagers together is like opening a lemonade stand in the desert.
The first rule of Fight Club: Please don't die in my mom's basement.
I can never remember if I took my blood pressure pill in the morning. If I were a girl I'd be pregnant a lot.
TRUE: My buddy got stopped by a cop for not stopping completely at a stop sign. He said the cop had acne and braces. I found that humorous.
The woman working behind the cash register at the little store near my house is wearing a low-cut blouse that reveals she has an eye tattooed on each breast. One of the eyes is open; the other is closed. I suppose this to supposed to give the impression of winking, but to me it looks like she's blind in one breast.
TOONS ABOUT LANGUAGE....
One of my very own....
WOMEN WHO LOOK LIKE LIGHTED SLUTS,
BUT PROBABLY AREN'T....
You tell a woman that you are going to use dramatic lighting and her clothes will hit the floor before you can calculate your F-stop......
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