Inappropriate Dinosaurs

So, in reference to the comics that I posted yesterday, I was not aware that the arms, legs and body of the Atkins-hating dinosaur were made entirely of ....ahem....adult novelty items. This was brought to my attention after the posting, in which I immediately deleted said cartoon, and instead posted "Satan's Bakery"..... If anyone else noticed, then I apologize for my naivete.

PS. I hate Jello....but it's sugar-, carb-, and fat-free....

Atkins Diet

After a full week on the Atkins Diet, I felt the need to express myself. These comics have been lovingly taken from toothpastefordinner.com and nataliedee.com.

photos

So, I recently stole pictures of this summer from Amy's Facebook, and I decided to post them, because they are funny. The End

Pictures of Maeghan and ...my butt?

Oh my word.

What a happy family.

I'm not actually crying, I don't think

Now I'm dead. Officially.

Smile! More presents!

A Superpower

It's not a problem....it's a superpower!

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Shared Bathroom

So, I walked into the bathroom that I share with Thomas, and instantly noticed something was wrong. I was ankle-deep in water. Taking off my slippers [the poor ducks have been desecrated], I grabbed towels and dumped them on the floor, hoping to soak up the water. I then realized that the toilet has not just overflowed, but was making odd chugging noises, and continuing to spew ice-cold water. Looking around the bathroom, I couldn't seem to find a plunger (not that I would have wanted to....I wasn't the one who clogged the toilet, I just got home!). I grabbed the closest thing, one of those bristly toilet brushes. Wrapping my hand in a facecloth to protect me from the germs, I shoved the bristly brush into the toilet...where it promptly got stuck in the pipe-hole thinger. Since the handle was so short, my hand was now submerged in gross toilet water. And I couldn't, for the life of me, get the stupid brush out. I started wiggling it, hoping that the bristles would move. Then things started coming out of the pipe. FLOATERS.....remnants of what I'm sure was somebody's supper.
I gagged, numerous times, wrapped a new facecloth around my hand, and wrenched the sucker out of the toilet. A few more gurgles, and the water-line receded. I think it's cured...
There isn't a soap strong enough to make me feel clean....