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October 31, 2008


Vicar hospitalized with potato up his bum

Another version here.

(Thanks to DavCat and Jeff Meyerson and sjhaller and Siouxie)


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Of course, that is the common everyday type of accident. Happens all the time. I always hang curtains in the nude. Wouldn't want the neighbors to think I was hiding anything.

Exactly Jan, there's no other way to hang curtains

must belong to that same order where the nuns let the blind man in.

*steps aside before the Richard Gere jokes start*

She went on to reveal other objects removed from people's derriére, including a cucumber, a Russian doll and a carnation.

And that was ALL retrieved from one patient.

Wouldn't want the neighbors to think I was hiding anything.

Posted by: NotSoShyJan | 09:21 AM on October 31, 2008

Unlike the vicar, for example.

Hey, it was a busy night!

A potato up the ass is no big deal, now if he had the chip-slicer in there as well, I'd be impressed.

Nekid vicars hanging curtains ....

*gets bleach and ice pick*

If he fell on it, wouldn't it be mashed?

Or creamed.

One potato, two potato, three potato....AAAAAAARRRRGGHH

♬ This spud's for you...♪

And tonight we have a special addition to our menu, Potatoes a la Vicar.

Glad he didn't sit on me!

"Fell on the potato" my ass.

But seriously, it does disturb me when doctor-patient confidentiality is violated.

A carnation? What, no vase?

“But our staff deal with them in a discreet, professional and kind way by immediately calling the media.”

Let's say he IS telling the truth. If you fell onto a potato, and were loose enough for it to go all the way...um...perhaps I should stop over thinking this.

BW3 has a special on potato wedges tonight. Coincidence? I think not.

Merri Lee, I hadn't thought of that. Interesting point.

Tuber or not tuber, that is the question;
Whether 'tis nobler in the behind to bluff for
The spuds in anus by outrageous fortune,
Or to take carnations where it freely bubbles,
And by inserting, distend them. To sigh, to snort;
No sore; and with a sheep to play the end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To sigh, to snort;
To snort, perchance to ream. Ay, there's the rub.
Not that anything wrong with such there be.

Bravo for Meanie the Bard.

Great solillokwee sullillakee sooloolooquee poem, MtB! Reminds me of what I believe is the Spanish name for the vicar's condition: tuber-culo-sis.

¡Snorqúe a tuber-culo-sis!

Does anyone else think that "hanging curtains in the nude" WBAGMFARB?

EEwwww! Full frontal of your next-door vicar whilst drape-hanging? Only if he looks just like Kevin Costner!

Do you want curly fries with that?

Penitant: "Bless me father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confessional."
Confessor: "Yes, my son. Continue."
Penitant: "I was hanging curtains while naked."
Confessor: "Was this done in public, that others saw your nakedness?"
Penitant: "No, father."
Confessor: "I see no sin in this..."
Penitant: "But I fell backwards onto a potato, and it became lodged in my rectum..."
Confessor: "SNORK!!!!!"
Penitant: "Excuse me, father?"
Confessor: "Oh, the 'Hail Mary pass' that you are about to go through... ***SNORK!!!!!!***"

I guess that's one (painful or perhaps good-hurty?) way to mash a potato.

He was just communing. The Spud of Christ.

I friends wife is a radiology nurse. She also talked about odd things found stuck in patients' bungs. The one that most interested us was a particular German studio microphone.

How could anybody not believe such a totally believeable story, I mean, who could make that up, right? and might i add -- EWWWW.

...how large of a potato was this?

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