"Oh yeah, I made my bed, all right… I MADE IT BEG FOR MERCY! BWAH-ha-ha-ha-haaaaah! That’s right, I’ll show the furniture in this house who’s boss!"
You must be on a first-name basis at Pier 1 by now, Angela S.
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(Let’s see… I could make an omelette… nah, that’s too much work… Well, an English muffin and cheese sandwich sounds good… Maybe with some of that meatloaf? Ick, there’s hair growing on it… Ooh, there’s some salsa left…)
Ya got enough beer, Joanna?
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… and if you’ve just joined us, it’s been an inaction-packed afternoon as we enter the ninth blink-less hour of the showdown between Zeke, the young challenger, and Karma, seasoned veteran starer. And it looks like neither of these determined dogs are giving any ground as… wait a minute, I’m told there’s been a ruling from the line judge…
… and… ZEKE HAS BLINKED! Yes, it’s been confirmed, Zeke has blinked, and that means that Karma retains the Championship Staring title, and it looks like Zeke may be out for the rest of the season to undergo eye adjustments…
Back to you in the studio, Stacy W.
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I used to dread tax time. All that figuring and scribbling, just to please the mean old IRS. But all that’s changed now, thanks to the revolutionary tax tool, SkunkWorx™!
Just put SkunkWorx on your books, and relax. Only SkunkWorx uses the exclusive AroMath™ System, so that your numbers look good — and smell bad. So give Uncle Sam a little something extra this year, with SkunkWorx!
(I)t’s (R)eally (S)norgleable, Sarah W.
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The Chicago Blog is reportin’ on the Science of Cute. They forgot a few of the rules of cuteness, but other than that, it’s a good report.
Margie T., you are a suuuuuuuper nerd, thank you
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"Look, how many times do I have to tell you people? I don’t care how many tin cans you throw in, we’re very happy with our current alfalfa supplier! Now stop calling me!!"
Someone wanted to talk to the goat, submitted by Ross O. Ross, maybe it’s time to join the national "do not bleat" registry.
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DAY TWO: After completing atmospheric and temperature evaluations, I am ready to exit the landing module and begin my initial survey.
The surface is peppered for miles in every direction with deep, treacherous craters, evidence perhaps of violent meteor showers that once ravaged this planet…
… and yet, even among these wastelands, I find remnants of a once-great civilization, which built vast cities, drank overpriced coffee, and constructed gleaming white spaceships in which they fled the devastation of their beloved world…
We come in peace, Ron M.
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"Seriously, you don’t wanna know. I’ll spare you the details. You’re welcome. All I’m gonna say is that whatever genius builds a chalet right in the path of a ski jump can fix his own damn roof."
Talk about de agony of de feet, Isobel L.
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"Jeeves, madame and I will take our coffee and kibble in the Sun Room this afternoon, if you please."
Simply mah-velous, Paige R.
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