Is it wrong to find this funny?
Why is it inaudible but unreasonable and illegible?
What happens in someone's childhood that makes them have a fetish for poop and pee when they grow up? Wait. Don't anwer that.
This is soooo cool. Please tell me it's true.
Why? Why? Do da da da da, da da da da...
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It is very funny regardless of wrongness. As for eating contests in general, the esoteric nature of english grammatical convention, poop and pee fixations, extraterrestrial life, and Wacko Jacko.....well, you may have just produced the most profoundly astute little cross section of the human experience ever gathered in a single late night blog entry. Makes me happy to be alive. Thank you.
Hi Kat,
Have you seen this video?
Pretty crazy, wonder if it ever happens to us.
BTW, that cat's a bit pissed off after been waken up. LOL!
fish- that was actually my day in a nutshell. Don't ask.
speedy- that cat's got nothin' on me being woken up (right liz?) lol!
I didn't get past the first link because I was laughing too hard.
In fact, I didn't even finish reading the article, because "Chubby Bunny" pretty much did me in.
If it's wrong, I don't want to be right.
Lola- beer and marshmallows? I thought it was peanuts. You'd a bin much safer with peanuts.
tits- no shit! I'm still laughing. Wait, there's something else I needed to say...chubby bunny.
chubby bunny?
nice...
Chubby Bunny is too funny! In a solemn, respect-for-the-dead sort of way. Oh, to be a fly on the wall at the eulogy...
Red rain, is falling down...
slyde- very.
buggy- As long as noone made s'mores for the wake...
I've got marshmallow-a-phobia. I'm sure it's got a proper name, but whatever it is...I got it.
When I was 5 of so, I was camping with family at Timothy Lake in Maine. We were roasting marshmallows and my sister (all of 4) got a little too close to the flames with her MM and it caught on fire.
Instead of blowing it out, she waived her flaming mallow-stick around in an attempt to quell the fire. The MM flew off said stick and landed on my right forearm. Of course it hit and smeared...so my entire forearm from my elbow to my wrist was on fire.
I ran around (thus fanning the flames) until my godfather (thank you!) grabbed me and doused the flames. Had terrible burns which you can still see the scars from (35 years later) if you look closely.
Yeah...I don't like those marshmallows. Not one bit!
Poor Earl. I like making ghost gum.
earl- so what you're saying is...not so funny.
liz- what in sam hell is ghost gum?
Well, Chubby Bunny is funny no matter what the context...so there's that.
The marshmallows? Not so funny.
Maybe the picture of MJ will make you feel better then.
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