Big Stupid Tommy says this:
Sometimes, I hate working with teenagers.
Doug gets a beatdown by his wife Cathy when he asks for child #6.
When you go to his page, you will see his vasectomy fund. It might be best to donate for his health and survival.
Heh.
Our girl, Newscoma, has an amazing ability to get the more distinguished commenters over at her place!
Just a few months ago, none other than Norman Lear showed up to comment about the story of Loraine Barr!
This morning, gold medal great Bruce Jenner himself made us squee because ‘Coma made him laugh.
I don’t know about anybody else, but I think it’s pretty darn cool.
From Shaun Groves:
I feel like I’ve snorted broken glass and fire ants so I went back to the clinic in hopes of receiving a shot or miracle pill of some kind.
A female doctor saw me. A mom.
Fact: A woman who has pushed numerous actual human beings weighing around 8 pounds each out of an opening in her body and lived to tell about it lacks the ability to feel an ounce of sorry for me and my “pain.”
Well, yeah.
GingerSnaps is declaring it Moustache Month at her blog.
Want to see some of your favorite Middle Tennessee bloggers with facial hair?
Well, head there and she’s also taking requests for other bloggers who dig the ’stache.
Also you get to see Burt Reynolds sort of naked before he had too much plastic surgery.
Slarti & I took this test and got an angelic “Low” rating…I test out MCB, and look at this…
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According to the meter, “This is 96% MORE than other websites who took this test.”
Heathens!
How do you define a good neighbor? Someone who lends you a chainsaw when your bradford pear inevitably falls down. A good neighbor keeps their lawn mowed and trash out of the yard. They don’t rev their scooters motorcycles all hours of the day and night. And most importantly, good neighbors have got your back. Especially when you lose a pet. Like this neighbor…
Those of us who read Rex Hammock’s blog were well-prepared for today as he’s been blogging and tweeting about lame online April Fool’s jokes for the last couple of days. Sadly, not everyone was prepared. The boyfriend sent me a link to a new game for Wii (that I hope he did not think was real but he’ll tell me he knew was a joke regardless of the truth) and, um, I know a few others who’ve fallen for some good jokes today.
What about you? Any gags you feel comfortable enough admitting to all of us that got you? Or that you almost fell for? Or were you able to fool anyone? Leave a link or comment. Rex lists his favorites. And I have to admit, this was a valiant effort. I only wish this were a joke. But I can only count on one hand how many people would agree.
Update: Rachel had a few people going, but like a good Fooler, included enough details for readers to think, “Hey, wait a minute…”
This morning, I was leaving a comment on the most wonderful Almost Vegetarian site and this verification box popped up. Hmm, that combination of letters looks familiar…
LINDA’S HUB IS IN MAH BLOGS
ASKIN FOR VERIFICATION.
Okay, it’s a stretch, but it’s Monday and any laugh (whether it’s a pity laugh or otherwise) is a good one.
Hrm, I thought Nashveggie was just being quiet lately, but it seems something went awry with my RSS feed. So I had to catch up on several weeks of entries, including this one that links to an amusing cracked.com post about some icky ingredients in common foods. You might want to check out the post NV links to before you eat that next handful of jelly beans. Or maybe not.
Also on cracked.com was this lovely and informative post on some rather objectionable foods (whether you eat critters or not) that for some reason or another reminded me of Claudia. I’d heard of some of these, but the casu marzu really threw me for a loop. I’m all for these industrious types eating what they can and efficiently consuming all parts of an animal (if it has to die), but there ain’t no reason to ruin a perfectly good chunk of cheese like that.
ps–thanks to Nashveggie for letting me know that the Veggie Cafe is now officially open. I don’t have to ask SistaSmiff to do the recon on that for me after all.

and that’s no yolk!
I’m like totally white…
I have read a lot of explanations before from bloggers who drop off on posting, but this made me laugh out loud this morning:
1. I have a job already, and in exchange for doing that job I get this stuff called “money.” I can tell you with a relative degree of certainty that money pretty much rocks. That’s what allows me to buy booze, and never underestimate the importance of that. When this website starts paying me in vodka you will see dedication the likes of which you’ve never witnessed before. Until then a girl’s got to prioritize.
2. I rather enjoy spending time with my spouse, which is pretty much why I married him. That and his enormous schlong.
There are more hilarious excuses over at Sparkles Plenty.
Next time I find myself in the dog house (sorry for the cliche), this is where I want to go. These people have 1.) too much money, or 2.) too much money and dearly love their pooches, 3.) and why aren’t these dogs indoor dogs with this kind of money?
Go to Shak & Jill for more dog houses! And try to stay warm and dry this weekend!
Unless of course, you want this to happen…
Now maybe your kids will listen to you when you warn them about swallowing chewing gum!
(h/t: my friend Lisa in VA)
See what’s got this Bay-area blogger talking about our dear Campy… Fave snip:
Doing a bit of a background check on Mr. Campfield, one finds that he is considered a strange character even in Tennessee [Ed: hey! c’mon now.]. An unmarried 40 year old (umm hmm), his bio lists an Associate Degree in Marketing and a B.S. in Management both from an institution that claims to be the first virtual university, Excelsior College. (Except on his Tennessee legislative bio he has misspelled the name of the college, among other things.) So his education is an internet degree. Yow. He also lists being a ‘Christian’ as a qualification on his official bio.
Remember when Memphis had the kookiest politicians? Oh, they still do? Oops.
Once upon a time, I lived in Jacksonville, Arkansas. My sister and I went once or twice to her friend’s Katie’s house. Katie lived near a Holiday Inn and we’d head over there every now and then to raid the ice machine. Not that we took a lot, just a bite or two on a hot Arkansas day.
Aunt B’s post about her circle and square people at the Holiday Inn and McDonald’s took me back to those old days. But her circle and square people are much more daring than we were considering they traveled through a scary jungle forest to get there.