my o my! aren't you poopy! ....if only I was as well... ya see, I thought those fistfuls of craisins would do the trick, but now I'm moving onto dried apricots... er, at least hoping to move... so does that tail of woe give ya *something* to smile about? ...at least the double entendres should squirt a little cheer into the bowl... c'mon sweetie, serving 'em up with chocolate on top!
Unlike many will tell you (NG, I'm looking at you!), not every entry of mine revolves (look, a double entendre of my own!) around my scatological life. Indeed, I was just referring to a case of the 'Mondays' I was having yesterday morning.
By the way, as my close friend George Clinton once said, "Funk gets the shit out of your mind; prune juice gets it out of your ass..."
my o my! aren't you poopy! ....if only I was as well... ya see, I thought those fistfuls of craisins would do the trick, but now I'm moving onto dried apricots... er, at least hoping to move... so does that tail of woe give ya *something* to smile about? ...at least the double entendres should squirt a little cheer into the bowl... c'mon sweetie, serving 'em up with chocolate on top!
tee hee...
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Unlike many will tell you (NG, I'm looking at you!), not every entry of mine revolves (look, a double entendre of my own!) around my scatological life. Indeed, I was just referring to a case of the 'Mondays' I was having yesterday morning.
By the way, as my close friend George Clinton once said, "Funk gets the shit out of your mind; prune juice gets it out of your ass..."
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