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First to go...whoah!
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 01, 2007 at 08:50 AM
"heated argument"
mini-snork
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | March 01, 2007 at 08:53 AM
That headline led me to think maybe he shouldn't date such loose women.
Posted by: The blog reader formerly known as Matt | March 01, 2007 at 08:53 AM
Me too, DPC ... hehehehehehehehe ...
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | March 01, 2007 at 08:58 AM
Somehow, I don't think she is going to be dating again!
Posted by: ScooterRocky | March 01, 2007 at 09:00 AM
Siouxie, put away the hot wax, we have a new tool (har) to keep the bloguys in line!
Posted by: casey | March 01, 2007 at 09:03 AM
The advert to the right asks if you're "on her hot list". Coincidence?
Posted by: baligurl | March 01, 2007 at 09:08 AM
If a girlfriend is an 'unrelated cause' would a wife be a 'related cause'?
Posted by: fivver | March 01, 2007 at 09:08 AM
Doctor, I've got this painful burning sensation...
Posted by: PirateBoy | March 01, 2007 at 09:11 AM
fondue fuel...a sterno? Holy...
Posted by: Chaz | March 01, 2007 at 09:15 AM
I'll bet Guillaume Pungo really ponged after she got through with the weenie roast - so to speak.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | March 01, 2007 at 09:15 AM
wonders if she dipped it in melted chocolate before starting the fire.
Posted by: crossgirl | March 01, 2007 at 09:18 AM
*backs away from fivver and PB, wishing not to get shoes scorched in fallout*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | March 01, 2007 at 09:18 AM
Just walk away Rene,
You don't have to burn his dick and balls
When you made wand fondue,
His c*ck was not the same
You set that flame.
(I only used the "c" word cos it rhymed with the original. Apologies if I offended anyone's early morning sensibilities. Like cg did).
Posted by: Stevie W | March 01, 2007 at 09:27 AM
Poor Guillaume...carrying a torch for this woman....
Posted by: Ford79 | March 01, 2007 at 09:32 AM
four years is too few
for the burnt weenie offence
death is not enough
strangely reminded
of flaming pop-tart story
don't toast my pastry
queen of narnia
is my bride better frozen
than aflame a say
Posted by: mudstuffin | March 01, 2007 at 09:34 AM
I hope this idea doesn't work it's way into a 24 plot...
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy™ | March 01, 2007 at 09:35 AM
OT: the queen of narnia, by the way, is going into the hospital tomorrow morning for a "procedure". she has been unwell for a couple of months now and we are hoping that this will fix it. i will insert an update when it is appropriate. in the meanwhile your prayers, positive thoughts, burnt tea leaves, mutilated poultry, chants, etc. are appreciated.
Posted by: mudstuffin | March 01, 2007 at 09:39 AM
Give her our prayers, Mud. I will personally mutilate a chicken in her honor and chant good thoughts as I cover it in barbeque sauce and sacrifice it over hot coals.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | March 01, 2007 at 09:43 AM
*looks for virgin to sacrifice, doesn't find one*
*sacrifices chocolate instead*
Best wishes to the Queen.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | March 01, 2007 at 09:44 AM
*Waves @ Nurse Tammy*
Posted by: Hammond Rye | March 01, 2007 at 09:49 AM
*surprised Hammie recognized me without soap*
*waves back*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | March 01, 2007 at 09:50 AM
I've turned off the camera, NT. I kept getting a large angry cuban guy sharpening a knife. Disturbing.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | March 01, 2007 at 09:53 AM
You might be disappointed, Hammie, but I'm sure you'll live longer! ;)
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | March 01, 2007 at 09:55 AM
He died from unrelated causes.
Hum... What do think those might be?
Was it the inability to pee without a hand full of vicidin?
Was it pooping out a freezed dried colon?
Or was it when ever he saw a ballpark frank ad he realized they really dont plump when you cook them?
Posted by: From another world | March 01, 2007 at 09:59 AM
Great balls of fire!!!
casey??? I'm ready!!
*takes out flame thrower*
Posted by: Siouxie | March 01, 2007 at 10:04 AM
*discreetly shows blogdudes stash of asbestos underwear*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | March 01, 2007 at 10:07 AM
mud, I will keep her in my thoughts and prayers. As far as chicken sacrificing...I've stopped doing that since I left the Santeria of Hialeah Church.
I will, however, flame-boil a weenie on her behalf.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 01, 2007 at 10:08 AM
"late boyfriend's penis"
Yeah, I'd say 'tis pretty late indeed.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | March 01, 2007 at 10:09 AM
Hmm...that would be flame BROIL of course. Tastes much better that way.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 01, 2007 at 10:10 AM
I'm sorry, but Guillaume Pungo? He's just asking for it.
Posted by: Moon | March 01, 2007 at 10:12 AM
sorry for offending ya'lls oh so delicate sensibilities!
peace and well wishes to the queen, mud.
Posted by: crossgirl | March 01, 2007 at 10:13 AM
*laughs maniacally*
I posted the following on the NUTRITION ADVICE thread last night around 9 pm...
haute cuisine in NJ
Coincidence?
Yikes.
Posted by: JerseyGirl | March 01, 2007 at 10:15 AM
Now that's just wrong.
*Snork*
Posted by: Hammond Rye | March 01, 2007 at 10:19 AM
Oh I wish I hadn't burnt his little weiner
That is what I truly now regret
Cuz since I flamed my boyfriend's little weiner
Four years in prison is what I will get.
*bows*
Posted by: Siouxie | March 01, 2007 at 10:21 AM
/OT
Moon and OtheU,
There's a tad more on Hal Holbrook/Mark Twain back on the HARVARD thread. ;-)
/BOT
Posted by: JerseyGirl | March 01, 2007 at 10:23 AM
*tosses charred hotdog buns in Souxie's direction*
Sing it purty, Siouxie!
*SNORQUE!*
Posted by: JerseyGirl | March 01, 2007 at 10:26 AM
she "meated" out some "Sterno" justice....
*good luck on the queen's operation, mud!*
Posted by: insomniac | March 01, 2007 at 10:46 AM
Mud, prayers for the queen on their way... Blessings on you and yours.
Posted by: JerseyGirl | March 01, 2007 at 10:49 AM
Thanks, JG!
you can stop throwing those now...
Posted by: Siouxie | March 01, 2007 at 10:55 AM
Our prayers are with you and the queen mud.
Flaming passion?
Posted by: DavetheRed | March 01, 2007 at 11:01 AM
lower case cg, that's exactly what I was wondering. (the chocolate) Maybe she was stoned and thought it was a banana.
Could happen.
Posted by: Eleanor | March 01, 2007 at 11:03 AM
thanks el! easy mistake!
siouxie, you forgot to ask, "how's that?"
bravo!
Posted by: crossgirl | March 01, 2007 at 11:06 AM
What can ya say? When dining, some people just like 'em well done. Others send it back. And still others go to another restaurant. This woman decided she'd cook it herself. Though I think she might've screwed up the recipe.
Cuz it's Fon, Due, Three Times A Lady...!
Posted by: maimzini | March 01, 2007 at 02:10 PM
C'mon baby light my fire
C'mon baby light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on FFFFFFFIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRREEEE
Posted by: Ross | March 01, 2007 at 02:13 PM
http://aycu08.webshots.com/image/10767/2000044528408323414_rs.jpg
Posted by: Moon | March 01, 2007 at 05:46 PM
Go on, copy and paste that into your browser. You KNOW you want to!!
/Or I could figure out how to code! D'oh!
Hot dog in trouble!
Posted by: Moon | March 01, 2007 at 05:50 PM
"He died from unrelated causes.
Hum... What do think those might be?
Posted by: From another world | 09:59 AM on March 1, 2007"
FAW, he died of embarrassment, methinks.
Mud, {{Prayers}} for the queen...
Moon... *SNORK*!!!!
Posted by: Cat R. | March 01, 2007 at 08:19 PM
My prayers go out for the queen, mud.
Posted by: Kristina L. | March 01, 2007 at 11:19 PM