AND HIS EXPLANATION IS TOTALLY BELIEVABLE
Vicar hospitalized with potato up his bum
Another version here.
(Thanks to DavCat and Jeff Meyerson and sjhaller and Siouxie)
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Vicar hospitalized with potato up his bum
Another version here.
(Thanks to DavCat and Jeff Meyerson and sjhaller and Siouxie)
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just...huh?
Posted by: philinTexas | October 31, 2008 at 09:19 AM
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.
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | October 31, 2008 at 09:21 AM
Exactly Jan, there's no other way to hang curtains
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | October 31, 2008 at 09:29 AM
must belong to that same order where the nuns let the blind man in.
Posted by: crossgirl | October 31, 2008 at 09:32 AM
*steps aside before the Richard Gere jokes start*
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | October 31, 2008 at 09:37 AM
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.
Posted by: Siouxie | October 31, 2008 at 09:39 AM
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.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | October 31, 2008 at 09:39 AM
Hey, it was a busy night!
Posted by: One Patient | October 31, 2008 at 09:39 AM
A potato up the ass is no big deal, now if he had the chip-slicer in there as well, I'd be impressed.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | October 31, 2008 at 09:41 AM
Nekid vicars hanging curtains ....
*gets bleach and ice pick*
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | October 31, 2008 at 09:43 AM
If he fell on it, wouldn't it be mashed?
Posted by: Braniff | October 31, 2008 at 09:55 AM
Or creamed.
Posted by: Siouxie | October 31, 2008 at 10:08 AM
One potato, two potato, three potato....AAAAAAARRRRGGHH
Posted by: Layzeeboy | October 31, 2008 at 10:29 AM
♬ This spud's for you...♪
Posted by: Siouxie | October 31, 2008 at 10:39 AM
And tonight we have a special addition to our menu, Potatoes a la Vicar.
Posted by: Guin | October 31, 2008 at 11:15 AM
Glad he didn't sit on me!
Posted by: Mr. Potato Head | October 31, 2008 at 11:32 AM
"Fell on the potato" my ass.
But seriously, it does disturb me when doctor-patient confidentiality is violated.
Posted by: foo | October 31, 2008 at 11:39 AM
A carnation? What, no vase?
Posted by: SandyEggo | October 31, 2008 at 11:46 AM
“But our staff deal with them in a discreet, professional and kind way by immediately calling the media.”
Posted by: Margaritaville | October 31, 2008 at 12:08 PM
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.
Posted by: Merri Lee | October 31, 2008 at 12:12 PM
BW3 has a special on potato wedges tonight. Coincidence? I think not.
Posted by: padraig | October 31, 2008 at 12:22 PM
Merri Lee, I hadn't thought of that. Interesting point.
Posted by: Margaritaville | October 31, 2008 at 12:30 PM
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.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | October 31, 2008 at 01:03 PM
Bravo for Meanie the Bard.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | October 31, 2008 at 02:03 PM
Great
solillokwee sullillakee sooloolooqueepoem, MtB! Reminds me of what I believe is the Spanish name for the vicar's condition: tuber-culo-sis.Posted by: Danny | October 31, 2008 at 02:06 PM
¡Snorqúe a tuber-culo-sis!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | October 31, 2008 at 02:39 PM
Does anyone else think that "hanging curtains in the nude" WBAGMFARB?
Posted by: Rufus | October 31, 2008 at 03:38 PM
EEwwww! Full frontal of your next-door vicar whilst drape-hanging? Only if he looks just like Kevin Costner!
Posted by: eilbeback | October 31, 2008 at 05:16 PM
Do you want curly fries with that?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | October 31, 2008 at 06:35 PM
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!!!!!!***"
Posted by: frodolives | October 31, 2008 at 07:43 PM
I guess that's one (painful or perhaps good-hurty?) way to mash a potato.
Posted by: Suzy Q | October 31, 2008 at 07:53 PM
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.
Posted by: Loudmouth | October 31, 2008 at 09:07 PM
How could anybody not believe such a totally believeable story, I mean, who could make that up, right? and might i add -- EWWWW.
Posted by: queensbee | November 01, 2008 at 07:44 AM
...how large of a potato was this?
Posted by: Joben | November 02, 2008 at 10:49 PM