Bah. He doesn’t even have opposable thumbs. Unless he’s got some gadgets that are going to come out of a magical panel, I don’t need a robot to open the door and turn on the dishwasher. Useless. I’ll keep searching.
Oh and I read Ally’s story, its funny and sweet and a bit gross. Just like zombie love should be. I love her.
Little known fact about Dave S.: The “S” stands for scapegoat. (Yes, a rather odd family name, which is why he uses the initial in public intercourse.)
Why bernd, thank you so much for the compliment. At least I’m taking it as a compliment.
And normally I would participate, but this past week, I’ve ‘danced’ around many a pole, and had many people ‘dancing’ around me and I’m just a bit tired and need time to recover. not as young a Polt as I used to be.
Tam, I tried replying earlier about how I’d be happy to dance around a pole with you — this was said in the spirit that I used to Morris Dance and for years got up pre-dawn in Madison on May Day to dance the very moment the sun appeared above the horizon — but somehow it kept sounding like a euphemism unless I spent an entire paragraph explaining what I meant (and that would sound silly to explain, wouldn’t it?)
Instead of that damn piglet and his shit, can we just put Eeoyore (spelling) out of his misery instead? I have a particular Eeoyore (spelling) that I’d like to let freeze to death in the frosty territory of Hoth and with enough death prayers I’m sure…ugh…I’ve lost my train of thought…I got distracted by thinking of that acoustic version of Single Ladies which I am now in love with…and once again I ate the deadly 7-Eleven tuna…what do you call it?…bio-hazzardess (spelling) material and may not live to see my toenails grow another inch…and I remember that picture of Dave S on his new site with his chest making me a little weak in the knees (it only took me 3 times to spell “knees” right) and I can’t wait for the rest of Puntabulous: The Novel/Story because the beginning was fantabulous and I want Mama Polt to cook a mashed potato and gravy thing, not because I know she’s good at it, just because I love mashed potatoes and gravy and Hayden’s hair always looks like a wig even though I am SO BORED with that show and Tyra is in desperate need of a stylist and oddly whenever I wear the ARGYLE SWEATER my boss got me for Christmas she never shows up and I’m totally freaking over the fact that Cyclops is in the new Wolverine movie and I hope they find someone better than Halle to play Storm if they do a Storm prequel…and um…jelly doughnuts are, like, the bestest…
Again, just got this on an email. Source unknown.
That’s funny. Not as great as MY swine flu post today, though.
BWAAA! Don’t bears eat pigs?
Well, in this site’s comment section, I suppose the reverse is true as well.
Avitable: That is some funny shit right there (on your blog).
::pulls out iphone to read Avitable at work::
Wait, I have to think of witty comments for two posts at the same time?
Do you pronounce fucken differently than fuckin’?
That was awesome Avitable!
Ryan: Yeah, that bothered me too. Oh well.
Maybe it’s the British spelling. They don’t spell it out on Shameless.
Didn’t mean to hijack your comments. Sorry about that!
FUN-NY! Ahhh, swine flu humor day, gotta love it.
Pooh, you evil bastard.
Dave S.: Christopher Robin will never see it coming.
Oh, hey! I can already picture the new Pooh horror/porn flick: “Night of the Fucking Dead”
Dave S.: I am using every once of my will to not picture that.
Come on Ryan, live a little. I’ll confess I haven’t read all of this yet but its all full of delicious gay zombie love.
http://www.allyblue.com/LoveYouToPieces.html
Okay, I read parts of it. No one writes zombie-fisting like Ally. (That was a warning for the squeemish.)
So many unnecrophiliacs around here.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised considering the number of guides on getting freaky with the unusual we have around here.
Hey, if I can’t catch a live one then I guess and undead one will do in a pinch.
Wouldn’t an army of animate blow up dolls be more hygenic?
I’m still waiting for that robo-bulter Craig was on about.
Tam: Learn it, love it! His name is Serge!
http://en.battlestarwiki.org/wiki/Serge
Serge is such a cute little phallic robot.
Or is he a cybernetic shmoo?
Bah. He doesn’t even have opposable thumbs. Unless he’s got some gadgets that are going to come out of a magical panel, I don’t need a robot to open the door and turn on the dishwasher. Useless. I’ll keep searching.
Oh and I read Ally’s story, its funny and sweet and a bit gross. Just like zombie love should be.
I love her.
Tam: Why do you deny your dishwasher robo-strippers? Dishwashers have needs, too.
Soo funny!!!!
an ex of mine called me pooh bear. I called him piglet.
Has nothing really to do with the swine flu joke part of the post, just throwing it out there.
It’s good to be home.
HUGS>..
polt: I think after zombie-fisting and robo-strippers pop up, staying on topic is no longer a priority.
Wow – just tuned in. Pig hickies, zombie fisting, robo-strippers. Must be Thursday.
Lord lord lord lord lorrrrrrrrrrrrrd.
Hmm…I still can’t quite see how Winnie the Pooh segued into zombie sex acts and metallic strippers.
FDot: I blame Dave S.
He does make a good scapegoat.
wouldn’t that be a scape-horse?
HUGS…
Little known fact about Dave S.: The “S” stands for scapegoat. (Yes, a rather odd family name, which is why he uses the initial in public intercourse.)
I’m with Bossy.
Swinelet flu!
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Helloooo…elooo…eloo…elo!
Seems the cool kids are having a party somewhere and forgot to invite us. Bastards. Snobs
I wasn’t invited either. Sigh. Happy May Day. Anyone want to dance around a poll with me?
Tam: At first I read that as “dance around a Polt”, which also works.
Nah, my folk-dancing days are over, Tam but Happy May Day to you to.
TwoPi, then it would have been ‘the Polt’, because there is only one. They threw away the form after he was finished.
Why bernd, thank you so much for the compliment. At least I’m taking it as a compliment.
And normally I would participate, but this past week, I’ve ‘danced’ around many a pole, and had many people ‘dancing’ around me and I’m just a bit tired and need time to recover. not as young a Polt as I used to be.
HUGS…
We actually don’t celebrate May Day or whatever its called in Canada. However my e-mail has been really light today since everyone is off in Europe.
I’m just celebrating Friday. That’s a good reason to dance around a pole.
What? No new post? I don’t know if I like Craig having a social life…
Xi_Heather and TwoPi: saw this and thought of you guys:
http://failblog.org/2009/05/01/street-name-fail-4/
I wanna live there and order pizza twice a week. LOL
Why Craig! Language! I do believe you just posted an F bomb! I’m shocked! But it’s funny…
LOL Michelle M! I love Failblog.
Tam, I tried replying earlier about how I’d be happy to dance around a pole with you — this was said in the spirit that I used to Morris Dance and for years got up pre-dawn in Madison on May Day to dance the very moment the sun appeared above the horizon — but somehow it kept sounding like a euphemism unless I spent an entire paragraph explaining what I meant (and that would sound silly to explain, wouldn’t it?)
DUMB!
not funny
Instead of that damn piglet and his shit, can we just put Eeoyore (spelling) out of his misery instead? I have a particular Eeoyore (spelling) that I’d like to let freeze to death in the frosty territory of Hoth and with enough death prayers I’m sure…ugh…I’ve lost my train of thought…I got distracted by thinking of that acoustic version of Single Ladies which I am now in love with…and once again I ate the deadly 7-Eleven tuna…what do you call it?…bio-hazzardess (spelling) material and may not live to see my toenails grow another inch…and I remember that picture of Dave S on his new site with his chest making me a little weak in the knees (it only took me 3 times to spell “knees” right) and I can’t wait for the rest of Puntabulous: The Novel/Story because the beginning was fantabulous and I want Mama Polt to cook a mashed potato and gravy thing, not because I know she’s good at it, just because I love mashed potatoes and gravy and Hayden’s hair always looks like a wig even though I am SO BORED with that show and Tyra is in desperate need of a stylist and oddly whenever I wear the ARGYLE SWEATER my boss got me for Christmas she never shows up and I’m totally freaking over the fact that Cyclops is in the new Wolverine movie and I hope they find someone better than Halle to play Storm if they do a Storm prequel…and um…jelly doughnuts are, like, the bestest…