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Those East Coast girls have hips,
for parking children that they'll bear.
And the Southern girls, with the way they scream,
it's like a labor turned bad dream.
The midwife's farming daughters,
really makes me feel all right.
And the Northern girls munching lobster claws,
They knock me out when I'm up there.
I wish they all could have anesthesia,
I wish they all could have anesthesia,
I wish they all could get epidurals, NOW!
Posted by: bonmot | July 07, 2010 at 01:43 PM
Nice poem bonmot. *SMACK* though for the east coast girls hips remark.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 07, 2010 at 02:09 PM
Thanks, Judi! What a treat!
Posted by: nannie | July 07, 2010 at 02:17 PM
Little known fact, both George H. W. Bush and the Beach Boys were at the groundbreaking for the Washington Monument, whereas Wayne Newton did not arrive on the National Monument Concert Circuit until well after the Lincoln Memorial. This was a major oversight of Mr. Watt.
And bon, if East Coast girls park their children on their hips, where are they supposed to place their hands when they're telling you to go **** yourself?
Posted by: Slightly Askew | July 07, 2010 at 02:23 PM
Slightyly Askew that's what feet are for. Generally a few good kicks to the groinial area while telling you to go **** yourself works pretty well and gets the message across.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 07, 2010 at 03:14 PM
A bit tetchy today . . .?
Posted by: bonmot | July 07, 2010 at 03:15 PM
1983...? Phew, someone's really old.
Posted by: Clankie | July 07, 2010 at 03:49 PM
I was fine until I ate some beef bbq at a July 4th cookout, bonmot.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 07, 2010 at 04:01 PM
Beef BBQuberalles!
Posted by: bonmot | July 07, 2010 at 04:18 PM
James Watt was a fine American, technically he's still "alive," but his 1995 indictment on 25 counts of felony perjury and obstruction of justice by a federal grand jury kinda soured his already acidic reputation.
that he was ultimately convicted of one misdemeanor count proves that it's better to have friends in high places than, well, than anything that doesn't get your butt out of a sling.
Posted by: rickh | July 07, 2010 at 09:20 PM
So to summarize: If you're looking for a hearty entree that (1) is related to spiders; (2) is descended from a worm; and (3) has mutant baby-poopers walking around on its lips; then you definitely want a lobster.
Mutant Baby-Poopers WBAGNFARB.
Posted by: Kev | July 08, 2010 at 11:22 AM
*snork* @ vintage dave :)
So cindy had a 4th of july WTFBBQ?
Posted by: trustf8 | July 08, 2010 at 02:06 PM