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Uh.... I got nothing.
Posted by: Adult Delinquent | December 21, 2007 at 06:01 PM
*di-snork-gusting*
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 06:06 PM
Weeelllll, somebody got lucky at the Christmas Party!
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 06:09 PM
I had an Irish Setter who was especially adept at this style of personal hygiene. We referred to the activity as "poozling".
Gotta keep yer poozle clean.
Posted by: pogo | December 21, 2007 at 06:26 PM
if men could do that, we'd still be livin' in the stone age. probably.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | December 21, 2007 at 06:31 PM
Wyo - you'd have to scratch my ears first.
Posted by: pogo | December 21, 2007 at 06:35 PM
ick.
Posted by: Eleanor | December 21, 2007 at 06:35 PM
This is why we don't have mistletoe in our house.
I have two pugs, which are both obsessive lickers. Because they're both girls, and are related, we are constantly trying to keep them from licking each other's tongues. They're also both dominant females, and are constantly trying to assert that dominance by humping each other.
Our house rule: no French kissing or humping relatives...this isn't Arkansas.
Posted by: Kristie | December 21, 2007 at 06:39 PM
"Our house rule: no French kissing or humping relatives"
Is that why the relatives don't visit us anymore?
Posted by: pogo | December 21, 2007 at 06:44 PM
*Snork* at Pogo.
I'm waiting for my relatives to arrive tonight from the other side of the state. My tiny apartment will hold 6 people until Sunday night...God help us all!
Posted by: Kristie | December 21, 2007 at 06:50 PM
Kristie, if they're pugs, how do you tell whether they're licking or humping?
*ducks, hides under mistletoe*
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 07:03 PM
Well, time to go.
Have a very Merry Christmas, all my "blog friends". May 2008 bring us all more laughs, more hugs and more time with friends and family. Oh, and for us girls, more shoes!
Posted by: Kristie | December 21, 2007 at 07:07 PM
Best to give your dogs a job. to keep them busy.
Posted by: pogo | December 21, 2007 at 07:07 PM
Why? Uh I don't know. Maybe because he can :)
Posted by: AKRefugee | December 21, 2007 at 07:10 PM
Kristie,
May 2008 is 5+ months off. I hope we all have laughs and good times before then.
Merry Christmas.
Posted by: Igloo | December 21, 2007 at 07:13 PM
Very funny, CJ.
In the spirit of Christmas, I'll let that slide...
Our dogs are beautiful to us, and that's what counts!
Posted by: Kristie | December 21, 2007 at 07:20 PM
*puts fresh-baked Christmas cookies on the blog bar*
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 07:24 PM
*attempting best Cookie Monster impression* UMMMMM!!!! COOKIES!!!!
Posted by: Doc Rick | December 21, 2007 at 07:30 PM
If women could do that, we wouldn't need
menBOB.Posted by: Siouxie | December 21, 2007 at 07:46 PM
Dirty HO HO HO?
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 07:50 PM
Thanks for sharing that big dirty ho(e), CJ.
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 08:03 PM
Speaking of balls... How about this odd story?:
Chocolate balls which measure testicles cause complaint
Posted by: DavCat | December 21, 2007 at 08:15 PM
What was most odd, was what you were searching for when you found that. I choose to think it was little boy-dangly bits... butt I could be wrong.
[obviously I had been searching for big dirty ho(e)s]
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 08:29 PM
I just ran across it on a site that features odd news stories. It also had a link to the video that starts this thread. *snicker*
Posted by: DavCat | December 21, 2007 at 08:32 PM
As my husband pointed out, "Sometimes self-love is okay." The doggy was, after all, under the mistletoe.
Posted by: Auntie M | December 21, 2007 at 08:40 PM
"With skilful marketing, this could play to the manufacturer's advantage: by including a simple package insert with clear, easy-to-feel instructions, young males could self-evaluate their pubertal status (while pointing out that this should ideally not be done at the point of sale)."
*knock on door*
What are you doing in there son?
Just self-evaluating my pubertal status.
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 08:44 PM
*waves @ Auntie M*
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 08:46 PM
Hi, gjd! I'm FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Posted by: Auntie M | December 21, 2007 at 08:47 PM
*throws comma up to 8:44 post*
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 08:47 PM
Woohoo! How many days did they give you?
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 08:48 PM
I have to go back January 2. My sister, who works in the county above me, had a 1/2 day today and doesn't go back until January 7. But it's still a week and a half.
Posted by: AuntieM | December 21, 2007 at 09:12 PM
We did early Christmas with my nieces, sister, and parents tonight. I'm beat. Off to bed with me!
I know the blog-men are all trying to figure out how to be like that dog. We won't hear from them until after Xmas.
Posted by: AuntieM | December 21, 2007 at 09:31 PM
Good night, AM. Enjoy sleeping in tomorrow!
Posted by: gjd | December 21, 2007 at 09:33 PM
Huh? You mean some guys can't ..... Really?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | December 21, 2007 at 10:17 PM
No, Meanie. Otherwise, "Blue" wouldn't have a negative connotation. Ergo, I just listened to a blues song called "The Twelfth Broke of Christmas," but it made me chuckle.
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 10:23 PM
Yeah, it isn't easy being blue.
Posted by: Meanie THE Blue | December 21, 2007 at 10:33 PM
Well, not if you can do that.
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 10:43 PM
I'll have a blue Chirstmas without ewe....
Posted by: Suzy Q | December 21, 2007 at 10:56 PM
The last hour of Soul Man's 26th Annual Blues Christmas is starting on WMNF. Those of a mind and capability ought to set it up as the background music.
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 10:59 PM
I couldn't find real mistletoe anywhere this year. Grrr....grrrrinches. Just as well. Might have gotten into trouble with it.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 21, 2007 at 11:20 PM
I'll text ya some, Annie. I have two giant Dahoon Holly trees out front, full of of mistletoe. It's invisible anyway, given that they're hollies, plus it will keep the neighbor-ladies off the front walk. And their dogs.
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 11:37 PM
Ah, gee, thanks, CJ. Merry Christmas.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | December 21, 2007 at 11:40 PM
As for me, Saturday looms. I'll see ya after I get the sausage and hasbrowns going. Merry Christmas.
Posted by: CJrun | December 21, 2007 at 11:59 PM
I'm pulling an all nighter. Or a late nighter. Whichever comes first. I'm throwing the mother of all parties tomorrow. You are all invited, of course.
The Martini glasses have been layed out on the wet bar with care, in hopes that Saint Nick is bringing Citrus Absolut.
Mr Howard is working on the Cranberry Salsa now (OMG--so good) and I'll follow suit prepping for a bazillion other details. I'm channeling my inner Martha Stewart now. God save us all.
I totally love the holidays. Really. Honestly. We need them more often if you ask me.
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | December 22, 2007 at 12:28 AM
LTTG, as usual.
Cheryl, what is the dress code for the party? Should I get out my formal or just come as I am? And is there any mistletoe involved?
Posted by: Meditrina | December 22, 2007 at 12:44 AM
Med. As you might expect, clothes are completly optional. Come as you are. Come as you were.
But you can't go wrong with polar fleece. Forecast calls for highs in the 30's tomorrow. The firepit will be raging, the martini's flowing and misletoe adorning every doorway.
Sigh. We are so blessed with such good friends. And I so wish I could beam in the entire blog to join in our festivities. You all bring such joy and so many laughs. And I hope you all know how much you are appreciated. Each and every one of you.
Merry Christmas!
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | December 22, 2007 at 01:25 AM
Merry, Merry Chirstmas to you all ! I have enjoyed blurking and joining in when I can, and you all have brightened many a dismal day. There are many blessings on the Blog, and what a joyous community to belong to ! I hope the New Year brings each and every one of you the most outstanding times of your lives, and I look forward to much more hilarity, solidarity, and community in the coming months.
Posted by: telecommdropout | December 22, 2007 at 02:02 AM
Davcat- fascinating.
Rule of the day. When trying to study another countries forums, realize that you might find strange stuff.
Posted by: Alfred Simon Fyodorovich | December 22, 2007 at 02:41 AM
Boy, it's sure nice not to be in the Emergency Room tonight. There's nothing quite like 5 hours of waiting, as I did yesterday, through the night in an ER. Argh!
But to my last post...
Perhaps the perfect gift for those adolescent boys would be a box of those meauring Chocolate Balls and a Condom Plant (posted about a week ago). LOL!
Posted by: DavCat | December 22, 2007 at 03:38 AM
Curse the bot. I am up, can't sleep, and want to see if anyone else is awake. I only got bit once before, and I swear, Dave doesn't have to review my post, offering holiday cheer and a desire to talk!
*grumble grumble*
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 05:32 AM
Why is there no one else up in the middle of the night?
I have to get a tree tomorrow. Yes I know, it's a little late. Wrestling a tree into a stand while I have a bad back and aching leg is not something I am looking forward to. Plus now I have to get more lights. And it's 34 degrees out there, in supposedly sunny Northern California. I blame Al Gore.
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 05:38 AM
Still up Jan, but headed off to the land of nigh shortly. Here in beautiful Angleton Texas its about 55 degrees and semi-foggy. My stepson actually begged me to move us to anywhere north so he can actually experience winter.
Posted by: Doc Rick | December 22, 2007 at 05:49 AM
I moved to California from Rhode Island to get away from the winter! I didn't expect it to follow me!
(Thanks for being awake.)
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 05:54 AM
And, hi, Doc Rick. I don't believe we've met. I used to be ShyJan, but after meeting a couple of bloglits in real life, I had to change my name. I spend most of my time over on the Forum, because I can't post to Dave's blog from work, not that I would ever think of doing that, because I am busily working away :)
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 05:59 AM
And good luck getting any lights. I've been decorating since Thanksgiving and decided to head back to the local Wally World yesterday for one more set of lights and none were left in single colors with no more shipments headed this way. Needless to say I will not have the most Christmasy looking apartment in my particular complex and I'm a bit ticked dangit.
Posted by: Doc Rick | December 22, 2007 at 06:02 AM
And good luck getting any lights. I've been decorating since Thanksgiving and decided to head back to the local Wally World yesterday for one more set of lights and none were left in single colors with no more shipments headed this way. Needless to say I will not have the most Christmasy looking apartment in my particular complex and I'm a bit ticked dangit.
Posted by: Doc Rick | December 22, 2007 at 06:05 AM
Oh no. Christmas is at my house this year, which is why I'm getting the tree, and I used all my sets of half dead lights out front. Last year, I did Christmas Eve, and my sister-in-law said, those lights are pathetic. Well, they were, so I did a better job this year. I'll just go take some down and bring them in. Well, I have a set of antique lights I got from my dad, which my late husband refused to let me use, but he forgot to throw them away. Oh, it will be daytime. Who needs lights.
*trying to think happy thoughts, not scrooge thoughts*
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 06:13 AM
And good luck getting any lights. I've been decorating since Thanksgiving and decided to head back to the local Wally World yesterday for one more set of lights and none were left in single colors with no more shipments headed this way. Needless to say I will not have the most Christmasy looking apartment in my particular complex and I'm a bit ticked dangit.
Posted by: Doc Rick | December 22, 2007 at 06:20 AM
Sorry. Having a lot of Scrooge thoughts about things to do to the BOT this morning. And don't use the antique lights! Those things have value on Ebay if nothing else.
Posted by: Doc Rick | December 22, 2007 at 06:22 AM
*jumps up and adds a "with" before "the BOT". it is early don't ya know*
Posted by: Doc Rick | December 22, 2007 at 06:24 AM
They are a fire hazard waiting to happen. They don't make electrical cords like that anymore.
If I'm keeping you up, go to bed! I can always send email to people who will dread getting a 10 page email from me, and have to answer.
I didn't look, but if you haven't checked out the Forum, here it is, and excuse me because I am too lazy to remember how to post a link here.
http://blogits.net/
Glad to meet you, and whenever I wander into Texas, I will look you up, if you don't mind. My goal is to win the award (there is no reward) for meeting the most bloglits.
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 06:36 AM
Oh, I see you there on the Forum, no posts? Check out my Name My Motorhome thread. It's closed to comments.
Ah I should probably get this email off the main blog, but I hope Dave will post something in the morning.
For all other readers, Hi! Merry Christmas! Just up late, talking to Doc Rick, because everyone else is asleep.
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 06:45 AM
Morning, bloglits! *Setting out Danish and coffee and some muffins on the blog bar. Cranberry muffins. And cream cheese*
Wish me luck on attempting to get my Christmas tree in the stand.
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | December 22, 2007 at 07:11 AM
Hey where are all the late risers. Have completed the dreaded last minute shopping so now I can smugly laugh at the rest of humanity fighting over the last parking space at the mall.
Posted by: Mot The Hoople | December 22, 2007 at 07:39 AM
Is that dog for hire?
Posted by: Jazzzz | December 22, 2007 at 08:14 AM
There's a fair shot that I'll be around here during the Holidays, but to those bloglits who won't, let me say these things:
1) Every day here with all of you is a gift of laughter and friendship, no holiday required; please come back soon.
2) Peace on Earth, good will to all: spread it around!
3) Yes, Virginia, there is a 3.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | December 22, 2007 at 08:22 AM
Jazzzz, I don't want to know what you would want the dog for.
Posted by: Mot The Hoople | December 22, 2007 at 08:23 AM
♪ Dog rest ye merry genitals ♫
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | December 22, 2007 at 11:58 AM
Meanie, I don't know why you would want to mislead Virginia like that and tell her there is a "3", when everyone knows there is not.
I hope you're prepared to pay her therapy bills. :)
Posted by: Eleanor | December 22, 2007 at 05:10 PM