January 2012
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Fun with Family Feud
Me: Name a place where you’d find a lot of sweaty men.
Dave: Gay bathhouse.
Me: I… I don’t think that’s a top-five answer.
«next round»
Me: Name something that comes in nuggets.
Dave: Chicken.
Me: Gold.
Dave: Um…
Me: Poop.
Dave: POOP NUGGETS?? What the hell is wrong with you?
Me: WHATEVER, GAY BATHHOUSE.
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Things that have happened in the last week or so:
I started fostering a young male pit bull who is so ridiculously sweet, I can’t even stand it. Housebroken, crate-trained, good with dogs and people, quiet, cuddly, smart, sleepy. You totally want to adopt him.
Said pit bull got a little too excited one night, threw his face into mine and chipped my front tooth so that I now look like a...
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Yep, this happened.
Family is playing Family Feud on the iPad.
Lisa: Name a fruit that people eat for breakfast.
Mom: EGGS.
Dad: BACON.
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Brooke Burke’s commercial for Sketchers begins with her saying this:
“I’m always been passionate about walking.”
About walking.
Walking.
I think we can all agree that this is the most absurd statement ever.
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She really missed her calling. Should’ve been an actress. All this...
– Mom, on my over-the-top, frighteningly dramatic (but beloved) Jewish grandma
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After Grandma sent me an email warning women about...
Grandma: Did you get my email?
Me: I did.
Grandma: Well?
Me: Well. Um, I park in a parking garage at work.
Grandma: What?
Me: Yeah, and so now I always look around to make sure I'm not murdered. Good stuff.
Grandma: That's nice.
Me: ...What email are you talking about?
Grandma: I sent you a Zappos e-gift certificate.
Me: *facepalm*
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True story
Caller: ”Hello. Do you have an Italian to American dictionary?”
(Note that the caller doesn’t seem to have trouble speaking English, and has a New York accent.)
Me: “We have Italian to English dictionaries.”
Customer: “No, no. I need Italian to American because English is a different language, right?”
Me: “The English language is what we speak...
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You know it’s time to stop dressing like a hobo when you’re seriously considering hopping into bed in your dress and tights just so your husband can see you in something other than sweatpants when he comes home.
I know what you’re thinking and yes, marriage IS that glamorous.
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tumblr is the new goog reader
I mean, I hope.