The Real Housewives of Westchester County
July 19, 2009
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…Sometimes I speak in a Times New Roman accent and tell people I'm from Times New Romania. But only sometimes.
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Convo on my Convo
Ahmnodt Heare on It’s Friday, yo. Scott Oglesby on It’s Friday, yo. desk49 on It’s Friday, yo. bschooled on If you don’t hear from m… bschooled on If you don’t hear from m… -
WOWSERS! Im turning red! LOSTL!
They’re very flexible and thats an achievement in itself!
Bob
Bob, I thought you were already red.
Bearman has a point Bob…
Maybe you meant that you’re turning redder?
I do something similar using an eggcup, bottled yak milk, a training bra, three of the seven dwarves (Doc, Grumpy and Dopey), a mini trampoline, a tramp, a vamp, a stereo amp, milk, bread, a doll head, pots, pans and rubber bands.
In fact I’m doing it right now.
You forgot the nipple ring, tied bowstring and striped awning, Alan.
Oh, and a security belt. Remember, safety first!
Hahaha…
Thank you bschooled,
It’s those attentions to detail that make you the attentively detailed detailer that you are. I shudder to think what might have been had I pushed the “ejector button” without making sure my nipple ring was in place.
“Oh the humanity! Oh matron!”
Second lady from the bottom has lice. I can tell.
Frankelstache
Frankelstache, it’s good to see you!
I was wondering how you were…I missed that fu manchu of yours.
And because you have earned my respect with your witty blog posts and thought-provoking commentary, if you say she has lice then I too, say she has lice. I won’t even ask how or why you were looking that closely.
bschooled
Alan forgot the most important ingredient of his recreational, fun-happy-timey pasttime: the safe word.
Might I suggest “Jesus Christ that hurts!!”
It only hurts the first time…
They all look like they’re trying to pass peachpits.
“Yea, that’s going to leave a mark.”
Yeah, apparently they cracked the lenses on three Canon EOS 40Ds before they finally got a good shot.
Talk about an expensive hobby!
I don’t understand circus freaks anymore. In my day, you paid your nickel and you saw Jo-Jo the Dog faced boy and the bearded lady sitting in a tent looking bored and possibly drunk. Nowadays, the freaks all wear glitter, shiny pants and choreograph their routines to “Tubular Bells” or some such similiar nonsense.
Give me a low-down freaky circus freak anyday. More attitude and less face paint.
All the best,
Don
Oh Don, how these walls have missed your sensible, straightforward commentary.
I personally would have loved to have seen Zip the Pinhead do his thing. According to Wikipedia, he lived in a cage where he would rattle and screech, and he ate raw meat, nuts, and fruit (though he was slowly incorporating more civilized foods such as bread and cake into his diet). I mean seriously, can you get any zanier than that?!?!?
Apparently he was almost as popular as the famous Siamese twins, Chang and Eng Bunker.
I’m glad you’re back, Don. Next time give me more notice before you decide to take off fishing like that.
I used to be able to do that – pull off snakeskin print unitards so well. Now my ass is too flabby.
I always thought unitards were granny pants, Granny Pants…
On closer look, something is not quite right. Do you see an extra pair of legs touching the ground at the back? I think there is an extra hidden mystical snake-woman performer thingy.
That’s the “Mystery Guest”.
She doesn’t come out until the bottom two get into a restaurant-brawl during the season-finale.
that’s the scariest eye makeup I’ve ever seen
Aparently it’s all the rage with New York Socialites these days…
Ive done that
JC
All of that? Or just certain parts of it?