You love to hate him and you hate to love him.
The man is sick, twisted, morbid and totally politically incorrect!
I can never look away...it's a sickness!
Why do I keep watching?

I'm sick, twisted and morbid. But in a sweet and loveable way.

Any other Tosh fans and non-fans? Would you admit that you even watch?

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I have got to stop playing on the net before I go to bed. This gave me nightmares

The Franchise Tax Board!!!!!!

I picked up my mail before I headed up the road. The letter sat there on the seat for the entire 6 hour drive. I kept looking at it.

With my heart pounding..............I opened it. You will be able to tell what the news was by the following response....

@#$&*!!$$^^$#!!#$$!!!!!!#$%#$%^&#!!!!!!!!!!!##$$#%%^ and @@##$%!!!

I need a drink.

Optimism is essential to achievement and it is also the foundation of courage and true progress.

...Nicholas Murry Butler




(this is how I live my life)

Too bad it wasn't me having the sex.

This morning I was awakened by some strange noises. My next door neighbour had left his window open. I won't make this a long drawn out blog of everything that transpired because I don't want to relive it all.

The short end? He squealed like a pig, literally...he sounded like Ned Beatty in "Deliverance" At first I couldn't tell if it was him or her, but then he called out her name. The orgasm lasted for what seemed like eternity to an awakened and tired person.

The weird thing is....I only heard a slight..."mm hmm" from her...that was it? Was he doing it right? If he squealed like a pig and was going to town, I expected at least a bark, whinnie or moo from her.

I'm going to go and take a nap.

Cancer should not be made fun of or spoken of lightly. Those who consider it something to make fun of, would not want to feel the pain of having it, watch someone die from it or take care of someone who has it.

I tried posting a pic. Damn it! My apologies..

Last night I went out for a late take out dinner. The line was long so I took my jacket off and waited like everyone else. There was a couple with 3 kids in front of me. The man had turned around and immediately said hello. His partner not so much. She gave me a look and turned her back on me. She grabbed his arm as to make him turned around too. BUT it didn't last long. He slowly turned around and kept smiling.

Then the staring began. The girls were out and ready to say hello back. He stopped smiling at me because my boobs were distracting him. Go figure! Boobs being distracting! For shame! Being the lil devil that I am, I decided to use the moment to torture the guy. Hey! If he is going to blatantly stare, then he deserves to be tortured.

As he was staring, I clasped my necklace between my fingers and started to play with the humming bird charm and gently slid my finger nails along my cleavage. I never made eye contact with him but I could see his face thru my peripheral vision. At this point she hadn't noticed that he was staring at me because she was placing the order for their kids.

I admit that I was getting aroused by it all. I'm only human and do love a good tease. And besides, he started it so why not go with it? Back me up here.........lol.

As for him? It didn't end so well. She had finished ordering for her, the 3 kids and her Mother and turned around to ask him what he wanted. She said "Max do you want cheese on your potato?...Max?...Max? (she looks at me, I look at her, give a snickering grin) .....lol.

She turned around and did something that I admire her for. She didn't slap him or call him out, she simply turned to the counter person and said "cancel my husbands order, he won't be eating tonight" Then they all stepped aside when she was done,

I laughed as I walked home and wondered.... Did he have to order for himself when he realized what she had done? Did she let him eat at all? Did he have to sleep on the couch?

The Devil in me strikes again.

Little Johnny asks his mother how old she is. Her reply is, "Gentlemen don't ask ladies that question." Johnny then asks his mother how much she weighs. Again the mother's reply is, "Gentlemen don't ask ladies that question." The boy then asks, "Why did daddy leave you?" To this, the mother says, "you shouldn't ask that" and then sends him to his room. On the way to his room, the boy trips over his mother's purse. When he picks it up, her driver's license falls out. The boy looks it over and goes back to his mother saying, "I know all about you now. You are 36 years old, weigh 127 pounds and daddy left you because you got an 'F' in sex!!!"

I had a doctors appointment this morning and got in on time! What are the odds? *tee hee*

I was standing in line to check out and the woman in front of me was getting instructions on her ailment. I don't know what she was there for, but it had something to do with her colon. The nurse was telling the patient to pay attention to the looks of her bowel movements and observe any changes. Here is the conversationn:

Nurse: For the next 2 weeks we need you to pay careful attention to your bowel movements.
Patient: What do you mean?
Nurse: When you have a bowel movement, before you flush, look at your feces to see if there are any changes.
Patient: Changes in what?
Nurse: Color and texture
Patient: Well Ok. How long do I have to look at it?
Nurse: (at this point is losing her patience) Well you don't have to stand there and admire it.
Patient: I'm sorry about this, but I am uncomfortable with this conversation now.

Me: How about you just take a picture of them all and bring them in to show her.

It broke the tension. My work was done...........*still giggling*