Category: Humour

You made me spit my drink out!

I’ve developed this award for those blog posts (not blogger or blog but actual post) that make me spit coffee all over my keyboard; you know the ones that deserve more than a retweet, comment, PMSL, ROFLMAO, or LOL.

I’d like to build up a list of my favourite posts so I can revisit them and hopefully you can enjoy them too and maybe meet some new people….I know you can favourite posts in Google Reader but I only want to include those real corkers.

Here is my list so far:

Attack of the Redneck Mommy – Feral is as Feral Does

Notes from Lapland – Vagina Secrets Part Deux

Vegemitevix – Flying Brazilian

Who’s the Mummy – Just too good not to share

Feel free to take the badge and pass it on.  However, I’d love to see your Tena moment posts.  If you have any must reads please do let me know!

What’s your favourite word?

I wasn’t going to blog tonight…but I got so many great responses to ‘what is your favourite word’ I have to keep a record of them.

Here are mine:

  • contraflow
  • moist
  • pickle
  • crapulence
  • discombobulate
  • onomatopoeia

and here are yours:

  • persiflage
  • enigmatic
  • flange
  • chlamydia
  • diarrhoea
  • tabard
  • floccinaucinihilipilification
  • numpty
  • apopletic
  • grockle
  • smorgasboard
  • phenomenon
  • triptych
  • zap
  • carborundum
  • smidgen
  • gusset
  • cock (you can always count on @chickenruby)

No idea what they mean and couldn’t use them in a sentence.

I hope I didn’t miss anyone out.  If so, please do add in the comments.

Folding Laundry Fun!

Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to put something together for the Vlog Competition ‘Teach Us Something’ but had a look at some of the entries and found this one. It’s so cool!  You have to check it out!

How to Make Folding Laundry More Fun by @pippad

@elladickson and I had to have a go this afternoon. We had a blast!  (Note children being ignored).  Ella reckons it’s going to be her new party trick.  I wouldn’t recommend using long sleeve shirts!

I’ll definitely be voting for @pippad on Thurs and Friday when the voting opens at Café Bebe!

The Full Monty!

A couple of my friends have front row tickets to the Chippendales tonight, heaven help the dancers.  I personally can’t think of anything worse and for once I’m grateful that I wasn’t invited.  I’ve been to strippers twice in my life.  I’m far from a prude but didn’t enjoy it.  To be honest it made me feel awkward and embarrassed. The first may have something to do with the stripper being the younger brother of a classmate in high school!  Eeek!  That was all a bit too weird.

Men wiggling their stuff in gold lame posing pouches does nothing for me. Okay, I must admit I was impressed when he used his Todger as a towel rail but horrified when he used it as a drink stirrer!   The female audiences on the other hand were very entertaining.  I don’t know if it’s the drink coupled with a pack mentality but women turn into complete and utter animals and some of the things they do!

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_AUIVx-KQt4

Women are far wilder than men.  I spent a lot of time in a seedy female strip club in University, before you get the wrong idea; my best friend’s partner was the bartender.  We only went for the cheap drinks and the billiards table.  The atmosphere, if you’ve never experienced it is drastically different, men sitting around having a pint, maybe reading the paper, a bit of lunch and really not paying that much attention to the girls except the odd glance.  You did get the odd drunken lout but for the most part the men are fairly well behaved.

So why are they so different?

Do strippers do it for you?

I’d love to hear any funny tales you have (not too x rated please as this is a family site)

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Dirty Old Woman!

I announced on Twitter a few days ago that I have a crush (not in an I-want-to-have-your-babies kind of way) on Mr. Schuester (Matthew Morrison) from Glee.  Apparently, I’m not the only one.

Look at him, he could give Bette Middler a run for her money, if he didn’t have a stylist his hair would look like a burst mattress and he has an English teacher’s dress sense.  So, what is it about him?

He first caught my attention when he sang (okay, lip synced) Leaving on a Jet plane in the first episode.  Wow!

His character continued to grow on me; his passion for music, his belief in the pupils, for being a long suffering husband of a neurotic nag and being oblivious to Emma, the guidance counsellor’s crush.

But, this week was the clincher.  Mr. Schuester can bust a move!  He went from ‘adorable to delicious’.

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KvDI7xfBXTA

I’ve officially turned into a dirty old woman!

Must run, there’s someone at the door….it’s probably a bailiff delivering a restraining order!