Once a legitimate blog. Now just a collection of memes 'n menz.
Which is my favorite? Hard to say. They each have their charms, idiosyncrasies, and downright fails.
For sound quality alone, it's a toss-up between the D-10 and D-15. My bedside unit is the D-171 because in the dark I can identify all the controls by touch. I alternate between the other three to take back and forth to the office and they all have excellent anti-skip protection.
They will cut you.
(The tarantula and the horned toad never cooked properly.)
(My parents undoubtedly hoped the Johnny Seven gun would butch me up. It didn't.)
https://youtu.be/zLPm1vx-UOg
To this day I remember exactly what that stuff smelled like.
I lived through the era, but evenso I can only identify 5 of the 9…
You?
Oh look! Stewie's all grown up!
"And when it starts crying, I just close the drawer!"
"Lady, I don't care who you are, but I am not your Uber, so get the fuck out of my car!"
"Wow, mom, I didn't think you'd be able to fit Timmy in there…at least not in one piece!"
"I'd sooner go to a bukakke party hosted by the Trump brothers.
And go suck on a mint, will ya? Your breath smells like a rotting corpse!"
Mrs. Bommer adjusted her housedress and smiled as she thought, "I don't even care if Dale sees the wet spot on the couch!" as Jimmy hurried back to his bike.
"Hurry up, Frank! He's almost in to the elbow!"
Everyone was so much happier once Frank had the crew build those steps on the inside of the construction fence.
"Mmm…medical grade. That will make it easy to wash all the blood down the drain."
Joe hated it when Bob's wife came home early and he had to bolt out the back door and scramble over the fence.
"Now boys, it's time to stop playing with that ball and come to bed and play with these!"
"Sit down, Henry! This ain't the Popemobile and you ain't His Holiness!"
"Abort landing! Repeat, abort landing! The giant is loose and on the flight deck and doing a fan dance!"
"I'm wearing my frilliest bra and panties today."
"Yes, John. You've told me six times already."
"Thanks, Joe. I really needed that. And, um…you've got a little spot there on your chin…"
"No, go ahead…guess! Which one is the same length as my dick?"
"The girls just bet me that you wouldn't suck me off to get these 50-yard-line tickets to Sunday's game. Prove 'em wrong, buddy. Right here, right now."
