Your love is like used napkins
The Quebec Health Ministry sent out a tweet linking a Pornhub video.
It's ok, though, it's only 'Femdom feet worship'
I want to know the mechanics of this (not the foot worship - the tweeting and linking). And doesn't Quebec have enough respect for its citizens to link them to something really good? No disrespect to the foot fetishists.
Today I identify as George of the Jungle
Someone emailed me to tell me Good Friday and Passover were the same day this year. So don't forget to nail your matzoh to wood.
I keep my information on my phone's calendar, so I knew it was my friend's birthday. After a while it hit me that it was also Easter (I'm painfully slow sometimes, like a president). Dammit, my calendar didn't tell me this. I distinctly remember adding US holidays to it last year, so this sort of thing wouldn't happen. Apparently the US holidays went on holiday or were stolen between then and now. I'm just at the point where I know whose birthdays are when, but I can't tell you when Christmas is.
We were sitting there, minding our own businesses, trying to figure out where to go when I had my Easter Epiphany. One of us celebrate(d) Easter, so I'd expect some sort of notification. You know, 'hey, today's Easter' or something simple. Instead I had to let out a few expletives (important for most occasions and discoveries, as well as repairing computers) and say, "HEY, TODAY'S EASTER." She shook her head, like I was supposed to know this. Well if it ain't on my phone, it doesn't exist. This will upset my family at Thanksgiving, especially as we bring the turkey.
So I figure, this being Easter, that our Going Out Thing would be rough. She figures it will be crowded. Well if it was going to be crowded, maybe you should've said something before the Easter day I didn't know about. I like to leave the house (no, really) one day on the weekend, just to get out and also to have some food at one of the three restaurants we like (not that we're picky). In the general direction of our first stop is a guitar store. In fact, the first stop IS a guitar store. Which, of course, was shut tight for Easter. The second stop involved clothing, so there was shopping and much cheer. By 6pm, I was thinking maybe we should eat something, not having had more than toothpaste since we got up. I desperately wanted the One True Pizza, so off we went. You know what's coming, right? Seriously. You guessed it - the pizza place was closed.
The day didn't get any better. I couldn't deal with reality anymore, so I went off to sleep. Just as I was crossing that bridge, I heard BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. Yes, the Wife's Random Alarm had gone off. She didn't set the alarm and can't turn it off but it goes off at random times every day, usually when I'm near it. The clock wasn't even plugged in, so the battery backup must've been active, so the clock could continue to annoy me after it was unplugged. Sleep had failed me. Sleep. The one thing that everyone can rely upon to escape reality. I had to stay awake, which was painful, like watching an awards show.
Mrs. lefty has a bit of Lucy in her and I a bit of Charlie Brown. As soon as I left the bedroom, she was headed there. It's how we've stayed married for so long. I said hello to the dog, resting on the couch. She looked up at me, jumped off the couch, and followed her mommy to bed. So Lucy Mrs. lefty says she'll be making tortilla soup when she gets up. Charlie Brown I think to myself that it's not pizza, but it's good. What Charlie Brown doesn't remember is that Lucy says she'll make the soup when she gets up, and she will, but she doesn't guarantee when she'll be up. I suppose if I want tortilla soup for breakfast, I'd stand a chance of getting it, if she were up that early, before I went to work (in the next room). Oh yeah, am I even working tomorrow? I consult my holiday calendar. Because it's in my phone, it doesn't tell me whether or not I'm off. Then I consult my printed out work holiday calendar. Well, I would consult it, if I could locate it. It rests pinned to the wall, so I can forget to look at it, but apparently it has gone the way of my phone US holidays. I could log into work, but I couldn't stand the depression and aggravation of Windows on a Sunday. Oh wait, I might have downloaded a copy onto my computer. I just realized I now have three ways to lose something. I are organized.
Just a brief reminder that it's mid-April and I'm still hearing 'game changer.' To give you an idea how bad things are, I heard 'easy-peasy' the other day. We do not have enough forward momentum on The Project. I'm hoping we can redouble our efforts to eradicate this scourge upon our language. We are also monitoring 'side hustle.' Another looming concern is 'super': I'm super happy to see you.
A second brief reminder that it's mid-April and the weather forecasters are saying we're getting March temperatures. I think it's safe to believe them on this one.
I'm pretty enraged about the weather for a guy who rarely goes out in it. It's like sunshine: I may not walk under it, but I like knowing it's there.
Do you have moderate-to-severe Butt Itch? Do friends and family always comment and talk behind your back about you always scratching your backside? Do coworkers refuse to shake your hand? Do your pants wear out at the butt first? Ask your doctor about Anocillin - the new medicine that will turn your moderate-to-severe Butt Itch into mild-to-moderate Butt Itch.
- Do not take Anocillin if you are allergic to Anocillin (you idiot)
- Do not eat guacamole (because it looks like frog in a blender)
- If you experience a rash on your genitals, rush to the emergency room. This could be indicative of a life-threatening reaction (or gonorrhea)
- If you're on birth control pills, don't fsck if you're taking antibiotics - they lower the efficacy of the pills - and you could.... reproduce, heaven forbid
- Other side effects include male breast growth (gynecomastia), shrinking breasts (shrinkomastia) and death (nomastia)
- If you bother your doctor enough, he'll give you a prescription just to get you out of his office
- If you ever feel bad about your job, there are people pulling dead bodies off very tall, snowy mountains.
- Philly's murder rate has already exceeded last year's. This is the only time Philly exceeded anything - they should be proud.
- And a portable nuclear device has gone missing from a stolen vehicle in Philly. But don't worry - it's more a measuring device than a bomb.
- Don't forget: nuclear sensors at certain toll booths are so sensitive, they can pick up if you've had a nuclear medical test. Better carry proof if you don't want to spend some time as a guest of the state, while it is verified.
A hot-pink-clad "Captain Spacetoy" figure, in a box highlighting "interchangeable genitalia,"
- The White House resumed its Easter egg roll
- The president found two!
Meet the InspectIR COVID-19 Breathalyzer test just authorized by the FDASo when the cops pull you over, make sure to tell them you want THIS breathalyzerAutopsies suggest COVID’s smell loss is caused by inflammation, not virusMental illness may raise risk of breakthrough COVID-19, study says
- Martians line dancing (with actual cowboy hats)
- Martians mooning
- Jupiterans and Martians giving Ingenuity the finger
- a demonstration for fair treatment of Pluto, making it a planet again
- Will Smith, slugging the Chinese rover
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