Some morning radio DJs are missing their sidekicks. Listen in to WHUH every weekday morning from 5 to 12 where Captain Porch and The Humidor will be playing Summercation Buck$tacular all through the month of June! Be the lucky caller and win something that can’t possibly justify listening to this rubbish every day of your life for hours!
Is this a breast book by Dr. Susan Love, or does Dr. Susan just love breast? To such a degree as to feel inspired to write this huge book? And am I seriously confident that I’m the first person aware of this book’s existence to make such remarks?
I recently encountered a large automobile with a “horse enthusiast” license plate. Is it really necessary to say that? Why else would you have a picture of a horse on a permanent accessory of your vehicle? Why do you even have a car? Why don’t you just ride a horse everywhere?* Do you even know if you can feed a horse bananas? As the saying goes, you can lead a horse to bananas, but you can’t lead bananas anywhere. And you shouldn’t, because that would make them led bananas, which would make you quite sick if you ate them. It’s not a very good saying.
*not because you think continually placing your full, domestically conditioned weight on and ordering movement of the animal might be a source of annoyance, of course. Why would that ever occur to you?
These people are WAY too excited about Werther’s “Original” Unspecified Object. Here is a thing to ask yourself if you think you might be too excited about the one who Werthes: “Did the thought occur to me that I might be? Nevermind the too, am I excited about Werther’s Original in the slightest? If I have to ask these questions, is my personal sense of judgment adequate that it is safe for me to be walking around in public? If that is not the case, can I even trust me to provide the answers?”
Ehhh… I know a person fairly well who likes these things, in fact, but surely even he would agree that the exuberance on display here is in excess. We must do something exciting to justify the already initiated withdrawal from our glee reserves.
The war on non-curled hair has been just as spectacular as you’d expect. I’m so charged and inspired I could just about refill my salt shaker.
Robots who drink beer sez:
Truth be told, I rather suspect that Werther himself would quite passionately object to the overly gleeful interpretation of his handiwork presented here.
As far as Dr. Susan Love’s book goes, I wonder if the cover designer may not have simply be having a bit of fun, or otherwise been supremely unqualified for his or her trade. In either case, Dr. Susan’s fondness for menopause and hormone is not quite so strongly suggested.
Finally, with regard to bananas, your site has gone precisely that. The sidebars have settled down atop the text itself, and quite refuse to move no matter how much window resizing one engages in. This in turn renders the end of each line rather a bit difficult to read. Examining each bar, I have a strong suspicion that the Fightin’ Woids are primarily responsible for this sudden mass migration. They’re always fixin’ to start trouble.
Finkeldey Fabrax sez:
Eh wah er, I “fixed” the comment preview!
I have been unable to encounter the side bar problem. I did update the comic links at the side, and while I don’t believe that should cause a problem, all I did with the comment preview was change “text” to “meep” and then revert it. I hope this wasn’t the same sort of deal; I didn’t think to make a copy of the less-recent side-bar, either, even though that’s not something I just downloaded.
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Popeye MartÃnez sez:
Those are some tasty looking wigs.
Finkeldey Fabrax sez:
They are delicious, cookie-like treats known as Wig Newtons.
Popeye MartÃnez sez:
That’s disappointing. I assumed from the color and consistency that they were made of spinach.
Finkeldey Fabrax sez:
You’re saying there are cookies that AREN’T made of spinach?
Johnetta sez:
Ah yes, nicely put, eveoerny.