No. Really. I can’t think of anything else to write about. I’ve already written about saving money on groceries and a child porn ring over on Strollerderby, and now I’ve got nothing left to say. The kids had a snow day and we’re still sick and we didn’t leave the house.
I have no choice but to leave you with search terms that brought people to my lovely blog this week:
– most bulimics die near the toilet
I wonder if that is true.
– does Chuck E. Cheese serve beer?
Yes they do. That is how they get people like me to go there and eat their crappy pizza.
– yes, it was my Grandmother
– marble poop
– hilarious names for horses
Burt Reynolds, Hamburglar… Ian says Quack Quack is funny, but he’s two.
– meredith viera nipple slip
– I’m brown and sound like a bell
Is that supoosed to be hypenated?
– antechrist Peter Tosh
– Sarah smells bad
Shut up, jerk. YOU smell bad.
and I leave you with this one:
– dicks have drive and clarity of vision