This Wednesday's Would You Rather is a special Halloween Edition, and therefore rendered in invisible ghost font.
Would You Rather?
OR
Your choice. Take your time. Choose wisely. Your life depends on it.
Whatnot
Turns out "Happy Hump Day" is not an open invitation.
Sorry about that.
My bad.
Lesson learned.
In the Yahoo odd news today, some deathrow inmate in Florida says he's too fat to die.
Just how well are they feeding these guys?
Is he eating the other inmates?
And if he's that big, couldn't they just let nature take it's course?
He couldn't have that much longer.
(See, I didn't mention Travis once.)
Damn. FAIL.
Also in the odd news, a man on trial in San Diego threw feces at the jurors, but only after first smearing some on his defense lawyer.
I think he was saying something.
He also got sentenced to 31 years.
(insert shit jokes here)
Got me a new award from Think Tank Momma over there on the sidebar.
I'm still waiting on my version without the post-it notes.
The wife and I have been chatting a lot on Facebook.
In the evenings.
To each other.
While in the same room.
Seated five feet apart.
On different computers.
I think that says alot about our relationship.
Love you, Honey!
Dang, now we're doing it through blogger.
Whatever
I was thinking about adding a new feature called Wordless Wednesdays.
It would go something like this:
(not to be confused with today's WYR post. That had words.....in invisible font.)
27 comments:
I think I'm going to have to go with option B, "Get a rusty trombone from an invisible woman, even though I know she looks like Rosie O'Donnell".
ok what is a rusty trombone?
SFTC, if there is one thing I've learned in life, it's never ask questions like that. Usually, you don't wanna know the answer.
Along the same lines, I'm going with the first one.
"Donkey punch the lady that wrote me that message that I just blogged about."
Ed, don't forget. That was a 3 way we had with you and your wife on FB.
So, I'm going with option 1 "have a sexual encounter with a ghost."
Look I don't care who the ghost used to be, or what the ghost used to look like, I can't see it right?
The hubs and I chat via FB too. On the same damn couch. It is kinda awesome to be able to talk when the kids are in the room though.
wordless wed. would be a nice theme, esp. on rainy days like this in NYC! and, that is pretty funny about you and wifey talking on FB while sitting beside each other. My hubby skypes me from his office a few blocks away, cuz it isn't enough that i'll see him in a few hours :)
Stop on by when you have a sec!
Cheers,
Cameron
www.conquerthemonkey.com
My roommate and I used to sit back to back and chat on messenger, because FB hadn't been invented yet. Shock, I know. We had to indirectly speak to each other in the same room all OLD SCHOOL.
I actually thought maybe you being clever and wrote the WYR options in white so maybe they'd show up when I highlighted them with my mouse. Nope. Now I just look like an over-egar idiot. Thanks.
That said I will take option "singing the song that never ends while juggling apples on fire on a severely swinging wooden bridge over a canyon"..because my life is just too dull right now.
I left out were.... maybe you WERE being clever....unlike me who apparently lost their grammar skills....
Am I the only person dumb enough to run my mouse over the invisible ink for like 5 minutes?
ummm, just kidding I didn't do that...
What do you mean "Happy Hump Day" is not an invitation. Oh crap . . . .
I'm so confused! Are the voices in my head bothering you too?
I just have to say that my hubby and I chat on facebook when we are both home but not in the same room, lol
Oh and I am digging the Pumpkin Head too!
I think I will call it Jack-in-Ed's-Head.
bwahahahaha
Jay Ferris: Thanks for really selling it. Although, your option shows a) Your Bravery b) Your Poor Eyesight c) Your knowledge of obscure sexual things d) all of the above. Again, take your time.
SFTC: You poor sweet innocent thing. You really shouldn't be here. Or be left alone with sharp objects. But I'm keeping ya anyway.
Travis: That shameless plug of a reroute to your blog didn't get past me. Nice try. Oh, and don't be all chat & tell. Yes we opened our sanctuary to you last night, but we normally just do it on Facebook IM chat. Wait, that doesn't sound right, but my backspace key is too far away.
adrienzgirl: Facebook chatting on the same couch? No way! I already have 3 kids! What are you trying to do to us? Distance, gotta keep the distance.
Conquer The Monkey: I will definitely check you out. Anybody named "Cameron" who also has a "hubby" has me curious.
Lauren(twice): I totally read that as were, even before you told me. As for my WYR, YES! That was the effect I was hoping for. Your option wasn't bad either.
carissajaded: See Lauren's first comment. See my "YES!". You're not alone, so don't feel ashamed and the need to lie.
Jessica: That's what I was told. Maybe it depends on the humper.
Daffy: Just your voice, Daffy. Just yours. Besides, I can't hear the ones in your head because of the loud echo.
I totally just made a joke about you being empty-headed. It was totally funny.
FAIL
Tamara: Can't stand the site of him THAT much, huh? Seriously though, you didn't mention my WYR part at all. It's cause you didn't get it, right? Don't lie. It went over your head like a kid in a balloon.
Tamara (again): "Jack-in-Ed's-Head" could be interpreted in sooo many ways. Would that be a noun or verb?
Me and my best friend used to text each other while sitting across the table from each other, eating dinner.
Verb.
That inmate in Florida ate Jeffery Dahlmer. They used to be cell mates.
And the husband/wife facebook chatting. Me the wife write each other from across the room. ME "Can you change the channel" HER "What am I the maid? Do it yourself." Then we de-friend each other.
Yeah, we do the FB chat thing too. We aren't sitting on the couch together though.
I am so lucky. My wife hates texting, blogging, facebook and tweets. I can say what I want, when I want, about anything I want and she won't know it. AAHHHH!
If that's how he treats his lawyer, I'm glad I'm not his accountant.
It sounds to me like you have the perfect marriage.
Oh, and I had one other important thing to
I thought about commenting using the invisible font, but thought "what a damn fool idea that would be" and opted to use a visible one.
After thorough deliberation, I have decided the best course of action would be to choose option B.
I would rather pour garbage juice into teeny baby earlobes while drumming the Macarena with funky indigo toothbrushes...in the rain.
Where do you get this stuff???
If I may be so bold...
Speaking from the Crib: The Rusty Trombone
You're welcome.
Oh..and for the WYR, I'd do this:
Exactly.
my entire family sits on our laptops and plays farmville and talk about what exactly we're harvesting and milking at the time... this is your demise.
Aw, look, Kurt and I got married on your sidebar! Thanks, Ed!
I kept highlighting over your invisible WYR, thinking I was so smart that maybe it was hidden in invisible script.
I would rather
because I don't like mustard and I bruise easily.
I picked choice A...just as Robin said "Holy mashed taters Batman!!!"
And hubby and I chat while in same room on FB so we can talk about sex without the kids knowing....he is being deployed soon we are practicing cybering....lol
You and wifey could try sending some flirty pics tio each other on Facebook and see of you could get a date with her!
Secretia
Sal: Texting? Is that what you called that? Really?
Tamara: You naughty, naughty girl.
CK: Seems they shared similar tastes.
kys: I am amazed at how many other couples do this. I think this says something about our current society's dependence on technology. I'm just not sure what it's saying, but maybe I can Google it.
Coffeypot: Nobody likes a bragger.
ScoMan: Really, aren't accountants and lawyers the same?
Tgoette: Nice. Remind me to never let you babysit our kids.
Moooooog35: If anybody was going to provide the definition, my money was on you(just like that stripper last night).
GingerMandy: I see no problems with this. Except maybe the milking part.
Steamy: Glad you approve of your fake marriage. One should never enter into such things lightly.
Alison: Practice makes perfect. At least that's what I keep telling the wife.
Secretia: If I sent pictures to the wife, there'd be no chance of getting a date. I have to sneak up on her as it is.
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