I wonder if John Waters has a recipe. He didn’t invite me to his annual shindig this year. I didn’t mind because he never does, but my mother seems to have felt slighted. She’s a big fan.
Really? I’m jealous! I love that guy. I’ve a feeling he might like my blog.
I once told a born-again Christian friend of mine that Pecker was a heart-warming family picture that I had just seen with my mother. She said, “Oh, maybe I’ll take my son.” She never spoke to me again. I still think it’s a sweet, heartwarming movie about the family – with lesbian strippers and teabagging.
Ah! Tea bagging! A born again Christians nightmare. Funny story. I’d rather lesbian strippers and tea bagging scrotally obsessed men be my family than born again Christians, or any Christians for that matter. Don’t like ’em. I wonder how Christians feel about the eating of poodle crap?
Merry X-mas to you too.
Just a thought, but most of us, and I mean the commenters here I kinda sorta know from WordPress
travels, and I assume you as well… have long since shed the reasons for celebrating this holiday, but
yet we keep it as a worthwhile tradition, for various reasons. Always nice to have family at home, and
not many dislike presents.
I still haven’t figured out what flamingos have to do with x-mas though…
For some reason, people in Baltimore love pink plastic flamingos. They also tend to call each other “Hon.” So, it’s a little Baltimore in-joke. I didn’t really expect too many people outside of this city to get it.
Merry Christmas dear friend
Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday.
Next year, I’m having flamingos for dessert after my main course of human! Merry Christmas.
I wonder if John Waters has a recipe. He didn’t invite me to his annual shindig this year. I didn’t mind because he never does, but my mother seems to have felt slighted. She’s a big fan.
Really? I’m jealous! I love that guy. I’ve a feeling he might like my blog.
I once told a born-again Christian friend of mine that Pecker was a heart-warming family picture that I had just seen with my mother. She said, “Oh, maybe I’ll take my son.” She never spoke to me again. I still think it’s a sweet, heartwarming movie about the family – with lesbian strippers and teabagging.
Ah! Tea bagging! A born again Christians nightmare. Funny story. I’d rather lesbian strippers and tea bagging scrotally obsessed men be my family than born again Christians, or any Christians for that matter. Don’t like ’em. I wonder how Christians feel about the eating of poodle crap?
Merry X-mas to you too.
Just a thought, but most of us, and I mean the commenters here I kinda sorta know from WordPress
travels, and I assume you as well… have long since shed the reasons for celebrating this holiday, but
yet we keep it as a worthwhile tradition, for various reasons. Always nice to have family at home, and
not many dislike presents.
I still haven’t figured out what flamingos have to do with x-mas though…
For some reason, people in Baltimore love pink plastic flamingos. They also tend to call each other “Hon.” So, it’s a little Baltimore in-joke. I didn’t really expect too many people outside of this city to get it.
Ohhhh. I feel like I learned something today! (Bostonians are strange!)
Happy New Year !
Happy New Year to you too!