because not everyone here really cares- OR-
Where but in the knitting of an intermediate novice(see side bar)can you find such great hope in the next finished object?
Have I ever told you about the time I saw a man with his ass on backwards? I saw this guy walking down the street in NYC. He had no ass in the back, it was completely flat. In the front he had this big roundness. I thought, "hey that dude has his ass on backwards." It made me laugh to see it. Once I also saw a man slip on a banana peel. Now that was funny!
I've never plucked a rooster and I am not too good at ping-pong and I've never thrown my mashed potatoes up against the wall and I've never kissed a chipmunk, and I've never gotten head lice and I have never been to Boston in the fall
How about a bad joke. (don't know if you've heard it before, it's been floating around the blogs...)
2 muffins are baking in the oven. the first muffin turns to the 2nd muffin and says,"boy, it sure is hot in here" and the second muffin screams,"holy crap! A talking muffin!"
we had a big to-do today because the student teacher saw a kid humping his chair when my back was turned to him. I asked her what he had done and couldn't understand why she was so reluctant to tell me.
A teacher reported in the lunchroom today that she overheard her daughter and niece (both 4th graders at our school) discussing the upcoming "maturation" talk.
Daughter: We have the poverty talk coming up Niece: What's that? Daughter: It's when they tell you about boobs and butts and stuff. Niece: Yuk! I never want to go through poverty!
It's 7:00 on Saturday morning. My sleeping in day. I've already made breakfast and lunch and now I have to run my kid over to the school so he can go compete in "History Day" (I stayed up way too late helping him finish the poster he said was done), so that I can run home, collect my mom, and drive to L.A. for a "relaxing" (and expensive) spa day with Bridezilla to get ready for our trauma-free (ha!) stroll down the aisle tomorrow. I see your crank and raise you a snarl. I got nothing.
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Have I ever told you about the time I saw a man with his ass on backwards? I saw this guy walking down the street in NYC. He had no ass in the back, it was completely flat. In the front he had this big roundness. I thought, "hey that dude has his ass on backwards." It made me laugh to see it.
Once I also saw a man slip on a banana peel. Now that was funny!
I've never plucked a rooster
and I am not too good at ping-pong
and I've never thrown my mashed potatoes up against the wall
and I've never kissed a chipmunk,
and I've never gotten head lice
and I have never been to Boston in the fall
I think Kim's was funnier.
Sorry, Yvonne, me too. :)
And there's nothing to laugh at! No joy, no smiling, no mild amusement. All is dark and horrid and work related. Bah.
If I mooned you, it would be an eclipse.
How about a bad joke. (don't know if you've heard it before, it's been floating around the blogs...)
2 muffins are baking in the oven. the first muffin turns to the 2nd muffin and says,"boy, it sure is hot in here" and the second muffin screams,"holy crap! A talking muffin!"
we had a big to-do today because the student teacher saw a kid humping his chair when my back was turned to him. I asked her what he had done and couldn't understand why she was so reluctant to tell me.
A teacher reported in the lunchroom today that she overheard her daughter and niece (both 4th graders at our school) discussing the upcoming "maturation" talk.
Daughter: We have the poverty talk coming up
Niece: What's that?
Daughter: It's when they tell you about boobs and butts and stuff.
Niece: Yuk! I never want to go through poverty!
It's 7:00 on Saturday morning. My sleeping in day. I've already made breakfast and lunch and now I have to run my kid over to the school so he can go compete in "History Day" (I stayed up way too late helping him finish the poster he said was done), so that I can run home, collect my mom, and drive to L.A. for a "relaxing" (and expensive) spa day with Bridezilla to get ready for our trauma-free (ha!) stroll down the aisle tomorrow. I see your crank and raise you a snarl. I got nothing.
Oh, yarnhog's got me beat!
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