Stuff that makes me laugh
Another Monday, another week of this ahead…
So to scrub that ghastly image from yer brains, try a couple of these:
(Must be in Alabama somewhere…)
And on with the show, this time in an airliner not far from you:
And on that topic, it’s time for a little lift-me-up. How about something from the 1950s, like Vikki Dougan?
Don’t get into any hot water this week…
Your suggestions in Comments (and the full horror of the event can be seen over here).
And speaking of t-shirts, New Wife has found one for my birthday:
Am I that grumpy?
I have no idea how plausible this scenario could have been, because it happened jillions of years ago. But it sure makes interesting reading.
Here’s a question for y’all (answers in Comments):
Assuming this were to happen in the near future, and was unavoidable — i.e. we really are all gonna diiiieeeee! — where would you want this giant meteor to strike, just for spite?
a) Washington D.C.
b) New York Fucking City
c) EU headquarters in Brussels
d) Beijing
e) Los Angeles
f) Wherever Greta Thunberg happens to be at the moment of impact.
After voting for your #1 choice, feel free to add your candidate locales in Comments.
So this cool cat heads out for a little pussy, and in what must be a PUA record, scores with five different ladies in a single night. Here’s a pic of our exhausted hero, who needed an IV drip after his big night out:
My own record (back in the “rock star” period [eyecross] ) was four in a row… over an entire weekend — and I recall needing an IV as badly as he did. One night? Formidable, Monsieur Chat.
Wait… what? Sunday’s OVER?
Oh well, let’s at least TRY to work up a smile:
And something to raise your… well, spirits:
Now get in the car and move.