THERE ARE BREAKUPS
...and then there are breakups.
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...and then there are breakups.
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First love?
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 28, 2006 at 12:44 PM
I think we have a weiner!
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 28, 2006 at 12:47 PM
Dude, just stand too close to a chef(that very recently had an eye exam) at one of those Japanese restaurants. They'll do it for free, and you might even score some $$$ out of a lawsuit.
Sushi, anyone?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 28, 2006 at 12:49 PM
There are "break ups" and then there are "crack ups!"
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 28, 2006 at 12:52 PM
Maybe he's planning to mail it to her like Van Gogh....
At least he had sense enough to only cut his ear off, though. I could live without an ear...
Posted by: Clark Kent | November 28, 2006 at 12:55 PM
Now why, oh why couldn't K-Fed-Ex decide to choose this solution and thus remove himself from the gene pool...
Posted by: AFKAT the frozen in supposedly mild Vancouver!!! | November 28, 2006 at 12:56 PM
The medical term for this procedure is the "lopadickoffame". The reverse procedure is the "addadicktome".
Just thought you'd like to know.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | November 28, 2006 at 12:57 PM
*chop* *chop*
what a nut job!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 12:57 PM
Being a female of the opposite sex that has been badly jilted, I know just how this guy feels. After my last bad break up, I definately wanted to cut off a penis.
Posted by: casey | November 28, 2006 at 12:58 PM
*SNORK* @ Siouxie's "nut job".
Posted by: Mr. Completely | November 28, 2006 at 12:59 PM
*snork* @ Mr. C.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 28, 2006 at 12:59 PM
Maybe he wants to sing the in the Vienna (Sausage) Boy's Choir.
Posted by: Mikey123 | November 28, 2006 at 01:02 PM
In Kumming, China no less.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Scrooge | November 28, 2006 at 01:03 PM
It was funnier before the eye drops wore off and I realized that the town name is Kunming.
Never mind.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Scrooge | November 28, 2006 at 01:05 PM
DPS - if you believed in Santa, you wouldn't have that problem.
*not sure how that works, but...booger!*
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 28, 2006 at 01:08 PM
I just broke up with a turkey. Kiefer, please, cut my thighs off!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 28, 2006 at 01:09 PM
Well at least the guy didn't try cutting it off himself.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | November 28, 2006 at 01:19 PM
Wouldn't it be less painful if he just turned gay? (nttawwt)
Or maybe move to Bwama-something where detachable penises (peni)(pene) are a common thing.
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 01:21 PM
*SNORK* way up there at casey!
Posted by: baligurl | November 28, 2006 at 01:23 PM
Santa? The Big Brother-esque surveilling troll who's sole purpose is to bribe children into some semblance of socially-acceptable behavior with gigantic piles of gaudy, over-hyped cr@p?
Sorry - I'm bringin' the tread down again, aren't I?
Everybody give it up for the Fluorescent Boogers and their new single This? or This?
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Scrooge | November 28, 2006 at 01:24 PM
DPS - I'm just taunting you, 'cause you're fun and you can handle it. Oooh, look - something shiny!!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 28, 2006 at 01:28 PM
*sends another box of rum-gumballs to Mr. Scrooge*
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 01:28 PM
attention bloggers, the long awaited snake poem has been posted on the previous thread.
not that i'm starved for attention or anything.
no really.
Posted by: mudstuffin | November 28, 2006 at 01:43 PM
Siouxie - he prefers coal-flavored gumballs.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 28, 2006 at 01:44 PM
Mud,
I just emailed you regarding the snake poetry ;-)
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 01:45 PM
Mud--thank heavens! It was seemingly empty here without you.
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 28, 2006 at 02:03 PM
This guy is the best argument I have ever found for managed care.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 28, 2006 at 02:12 PM
"Man wants penis cut off" ...
His OWN? Oh, well that's something then.
Posted by: Cheryl (of the Blogging Cheryls) | November 28, 2006 at 02:32 PM
Of the Blogging Cheryl's I like that! Sounds like we have a juggling act or something. ;-)
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 28, 2006 at 02:35 PM
Cheryl better than the Flying Garbanzo Cheryls that btw wbagnfa trapeze troupe! :P
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 02:38 PM
Okay I gotta ask. wbagnfa is an acronym for.....?
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 28, 2006 at 02:43 PM
would be a good name for a....whatever
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 02:45 PM
wbagnfarb (would be a good name for a rock band) for example...
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 02:46 PM
Ah Ha! I am a little slow on the up shot today. My brain hasn't thawed out yet.
In fact, I have two bids to do today. I am wearing my long johns and Ug slippers with a very sharp looking Polo wool skirt. I'm certain I won't win any beauty contests. Think they'll trust their home decor to me?
Flying Garbanzo Cheryls--clever. Might go nicely with a side of flat bread too.
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 28, 2006 at 02:49 PM
Sounds like his ex-girlfried already did the job for him...
Posted by: ALDentist | November 28, 2006 at 03:19 PM
I thought it was after marriage that men lost their d@cks though...or so I've heard ;)
Posted by: Siouxie *Lorena's my sister* | November 28, 2006 at 03:35 PM
The photo gallery has nothing at all to do with this story.
Posted by: | November 28, 2006 at 05:04 PM
He wanted to cut off all ties with the gf...
Posted by: Siouxie | November 28, 2006 at 05:05 PM
His gf was tied to his..? Well, that's impresive!
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 28, 2006 at 07:54 PM
I'm thinking they aren't big on doctor-patient confidentiality in China.
Patient: I'm very unhappy about my breakup. I want to cut off my penis.
Doctor: I think you need counselling. (To nurse) Nurse! Call the newspaper!
Nurse: Okay, but why are we speaking English?
Posted by: daisyj | November 28, 2006 at 08:29 PM
daisyj - "and why are my lips out of sync with my words?"
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 29, 2006 at 12:37 AM