Not if it gives you the same reaction as PP.... haha
Oh and Congrats Ms. CB Genius of Geniuses!
And congrats especially considering that you made the milestone while also posting heavily here. Since this thread openned, my post count in the other areas has slowed way down.
Oh by the way, I'm so mad! Tonight at the gym my goal was to hit 5000 strides on the crosstrainer and take a pic of the readout. When I stopped to get the pic once I hit 5000 the readout went blank and it said to pedal faster! Grr. So I was pedaling very slowly and still wanted to get a pic of like 5004, 5006, etc but my camera wouldn't focus on it since I had to be moving. Bah!
And congrats especially considering that you made the milestone while also posting heavily here. Since this thread openned, my post count in the other areas has slowed way down.
Great song. But at 1:48 in the video, I want to know who is doing what to the keyboardist to make his face look like that. Is there something going on below camera view that we're not seeing?
OK. Time for another breather from the rest of the fourms. I've thought long and hard about this and came up with a dirty little limerick that my great uncle taught me when I was 10. It fits with at least a couple of themes common to this thread. Here goes:
There once was a man named McSweeney.
Who poured some gin on his weenie.
To seem more couth,
he added vermouth,
and slipped his girlfriend a martini.
Yes!!! But I'm much less guilty since going Episcopalian.....Catholic Light....
Oh, you're just as guilty ... you only feel a third less guilty.
Cardinal Fang, read the charges.
You are hereby charged with two counts of heresy: heresy by thought, heresy by word, heresy by ... THREE counts of heresy!
That one came from a small pocket-sized paperback collection called simply "Dirty Jokes" published in 1929. I loved the jokes in that book since they were clever but based on inuendo. I've tried to locate it over the past few years with no success. The only other joke I remember from that book is a simple one-liner that always makes me laugh when I think of it. It goes like this:
Up in the bathroom I heard a scream.
"Who put tobasco in the Vasoline!"