Okay, I'm in a weird mood. Here's a bunch of stuff that I've been collecting, in no particular order.
We love these big crispy rounds - but the only place around here to get them is IKEA and I haven't been down there recently. They have a hole in the middle - because they were meant to hang on a peg in the kitchen. So when I saw this video ....
Aren't they cute? Doesn't matter that you can't understand a word said.
Enough mindless entertainment, now on to some knowledge-making
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We have a another fascinating installment of The World's Most Terrifying Penises - squid dick anyone?
How about some frog orgies?
And then some euphemisms for orgy: American trombone, birthday party, fuckathon (hey Sommer, it's a portmanteau!), gang shag, Mazola party, picnic, round robin (snicker snicker), sewing circle, team cream, etc.
Got any weird shit to share?
5 comments:
Hmmm. Weird shit.
Umm...I spent half an hour chasing chickens when I got home?
I came home after work, put on my jammies, opened a bottle of wine, and have been taking stupid quizzes on Facebook that my friends have posted, and writing weird shit in the comment section of my page.
I never indulge in Facebook. I just go there to lurk among my friends and relatives to find out what they're doing.
I even listed my idea of the five sexiest men (P S Haven wasn't listed). They are: Johnny Depp, Kevin Spacey, Rufus Sewell, Anthony LaPaglia, and Jimmy Smits.
I don't know why I'm tanking like this on a Thursday...
cerulean
Hey Jen. Nah, I don't think chasing chickens is weird enough. Haha. But that's me. I used to have ducks and geese (about 24 years ago). I'm sure someone else would think that very strange.
hey cerulean, wine sounds good. Okay, I don't recognize some of your sexy men - Rufus or Anthony - must go google.
It's a weird Thursday - that's why.
okay back. ;-) I recognize them! Rufus - cute yes. I'm not sure I could narrow it down to five. Hehe. JDepp of course. I better stop, if I start thinking I'll not get anything else done tonight. ;-)
I wish the Crisp Bread Dancers had hung the crackers on their own fleshy pegs.
Man, I've really neglected Scandinavia.
I think it's time for an IKEA run...
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