From this MSNBC Photo Blog page, we have a man who is trying to perform a Tuesday Tickler on himself. I CAN SEE SACK, Y'ALL. This is so wrong, in so many ways.
From the comments section: ANYAmyDallas "Last time I did this I ended up pregnant...and it wasn't done in the name of religion...it was in the name of Jack Daniels."
From the comments section: ANYAmyDallas "Last time I did this I ended up pregnant...and it wasn't done in the name of religion...it was in the name of Jack Daniels."
Why can't I look away from this nuttiness? It's like a big nutty car wreck.
5 tips left at the bar:
Boy, if he could fold up just a little more, I bet he'd never leave home. No wonder he's smiling.
Wait--was that wrong? Too early in the morning?
Thanks, Megs, for the picture. I have a case of hysterical/psycho-somatic blindness now, feeling for the keys to type. Although psychotically blind, I still cannot get the mental picture out of my head! AHHHHH!
But Karen, did you at least laugh? Right before you went blind?
I'm sorry, I just had to do it. HAD TO.
ew!
going back out to view the Tuscan scenery now to attempt to eradicate that image from memory.
This is like a bad car accident. . . but worse. You know you shouldn't look, but you can't help your compulsion to stare in horror/fascination.
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