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November 28, 2006

THERE ARE BREAKUPS

...and then there are breakups.

Posted by on November 28, 2006 at 12:40 PM |

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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

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