I cannot keep myself on task for longer than a minute before I'm up and pacing, gritting my teeth and clenching my fists like a goddamn tweaker. 10:am rolls around and I want a smoke. The phone rings and I want a smoke. The news comes on tv and I'm reaching for my lighter. I crack a beer? FORGET IT. But yeah...I sit down to write a post and before I finish a paragraph I'm wanting a smoke so bad I can taste nicotine in my mouth. So bear with me folks. Meanwhile, here is a nice picture of Jimmy Olson riding a big weiner:
As you can see, our man Jimmy is experiencing such a ride that all the words fell out of his word balloon! What do you suppose he's saying? What would you say? Do tell us as we gather in the comments lounge, won't you?
25 comments:
"Awright that does it, I'm buying Hebrew National dogs next time!"
Retro
"Yipe! I forgot that GNOR takes me so litterally... WHOA! WHOA!"
"Git along, little doggie!!!
Yeehaw!!!"
Ponita - from work *don't tell anyone!*
Retro...I dunno. It looks circumcised to me.
Princess: OOoo. Shades of Enumclaw. You belong here.
Ponita: I appreciate you needing to go quite a bit out of your way to belie that whole 'Ponygirl' thing, particularly while you're at work, but you know and I sure as heck know* that you can do a whole HELL of a lot better than that.
*and I'll send you copies of the party pictures from last week as long as you accept that I continue to retain ownership of the negatives.
I don't know what he's saying but it looks like his butt is talking.
He says: Marlboro is GOOD for You!
Jimmy: "Don’t worry, this is just another deranged imagining from the permanently damaged psyche of Margot Kidder. Move along, nothing to see..."
incredible work
pleased to find your blog
dont forget to come visit soon
"I keep thinking it's Thursday"
Well now we know the meat origin of hot dogs. news at 11
I think young Jimmy has chosen to keep his own counsel .
I think Jimmy is used to riding giant weiners at every possible oppertunity
The filthy devil
looks like jimmy is humping the weiner. I agree with beast; filthy devil.
Dear FN; You may wish to take up running to fight tobacco. It's hard to smoke and run at the same time, the flame keeps going out.
Um, have you considered using those fake cigarettes that puff a realistic LOOKING bit of smoke but is mostly water vapor? Retro.
Darling FN: GOOD LUCK. La Diva's hubby gave up smoking four years ago and knows it is HELL. He did the patch and was a miserable bear. I'm glad you are on the other side of the country!
Stick to it, honey, you won't regret it and you'll enjoy all kinds of things you didn't before like clean breath, hands that don't stink, and will even know what food really tastes like! And, you won't be a miserable pariah freezing your patootie off to have a fag while non smokers look on with pity! haha! Good luck, honey.
PS: Watch out for the cows.
Happy Holidays, dear, and all the best for a peaceful, prosperous and smoke free New Year!
So, are you making any 'special recipes' for Christmas???
"Holy Shitmonkeys! You're really back and posting!"
Oh, no... that was me saying that.
Good to read you, FN. And good luck quitting smoking! I think if I didn't have a certain amazonian and willful girlfriend bullying me into taking care of myself, I'd still be smoking to this day. Maybe you should get one on the side?
At this point he isn't saying anything. He is speechless with fear and wondering why his sausage has sprouted legs.
Later he wins the Grand National narrowly beating a custard pie with large hips.
I hope this helps.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!
SXXXXXX
Merry Christmas, dear FirstNations!
hope you've managed to not light up since you posted this. if you have, puff away today & start again tomorrow. hardest thing i ever did, but it can be done.
look at the cigarette and realize that you are greater than it.
*cough* - eh?
Wake up, beeyotch, it's the NEW YEAR!
Happy New Year, dear FirstNations.
Next will be easter I guess ...
happy new year, sugar! xoxoxo
EVERYONE (and hellOOOOOO to Tim Footman and Dear Adorable Lovely DaNator!!!!!! Muchas smooches you bad animals you!!!!)
I finally did quit, and DEAR SWEET JESUS KEERIST ON A RED BICYCLE IT SUCKED. But I beat it! I can breathe again! I can walk outside in cold weather again! I no longer taste like I store my cooter in the ashtray of a cab! AND THERE WAS MUCH REJOICING!!!!!!!!!!
I have an Egyptian Penis Man, but he has only one leg! What does this mean?
Post a Comment