Remember when I used to be funny (insert your own joke here)? I’ve written like ten serious blogs in a row! And I’ve got like six more serious ones up my sleeve that I’m holding on to because I don’t want to overwhelm my readers with things that make them think. Nobody wants to think all the time! Hasn’t television taught us anything…wait a second…ok, I almost went into an anti television rant. I’m glad that has past.
…on to something funny…
…ummm…
I don’t understand why it’s considered wrong to scratch your clothed crotch in public. Seriously, when I’m at work I get annoyed that I feel obligated to wash my hands if/when I scratch my clothed ______ (you fill in the blank). Do you poop or pee on the outside of your clothes? I hope not! Then why can’t I touch that part of my clothing? Isn’t it just the same as scratching my shoulder? I say lets start a revolution! Just like back in the day when gas prices would get too high and everyone would stop buying gas for a day or two and for some reason it caused the gas prices to go back down. Lets all on one predetermined date choose to scratch ourselves in public thus causing a change in our cultures view of this particular action. Who’s with me?
…crap…
…that wasn’t funny…it was a pathetic and somewhat disgusting call to arms…hmm…
I heard this funny joke the other day. It went a little something like this: What’s the differance between a camera and a sock??? A camera takes photos and a sock takes 5 toes…
…and I’m spent…
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Wow Ry… you’ve really lost it. And by lost it, I mean your sense of humor, not that lovin feeling. or your mind. you’re just not funny. Turns out Lisa was right.
oh… baZING!
don’t fight it. If you have a serious blog that will make us think about life and tv and the environment, you go right ahead and post it, Big Man. You go right. ahead.
and know that I will never EVER call you Big Man again.
i actual ythought the crotch thing was mildly funny…but i havent had much humor in my posts either, so …maybe i have warped sence of funny-ness.
POWER TO THE PEOPLE MY BROTHER!!! just kidding. Crotch scratching would definitely put a damper on the whole wedding thing
Ryan Woods, I will give you a hundred dollars if there is a picture of you actively scratching your crotch in the presence of guests at John’s wedding. I’m serious.
ps: know where I can get some weeeeeed?
and ps…. i found the meaning of the parental advisory sticker on the Damien Rice cd just now…. i think it’s where he yells “Eff you! Eff you! Eff you!” over and over….
just a guess.
Scratching your crotch tells me (as the viewer) that you do indeed have sex organs. And that they itch. Two pieces of information that I (as one of your tables) can live without.
My waiters and waitresses should be sexless robots designed just so serve me cheese fries – nothing more or less than that.
youre so shallow
me make you scratch long tim
to get that last joke one must watch
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_k2LOU5Mqg
or just be a pubic louse