Would you really drink soda that had not only been spilled on the floor but squeegeed through the hairy strips of a mop?
I'd rather lick a light socket.
Showing posts with label grosser than gross. Show all posts
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Thursday, January 21, 2010
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I won't let that Halloween go! I won't, I tell you.
After years of dying a slow professional death at Mulletville Corp and then resurrecting my career through a series of part-time, freelance,...
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I want to thank everyone who left me a comment on my flea post. I seriously expected comments like “You’re disgusting!” or “I’m never coming... -
Junior’s going to be two this weekend. Two! I’ve made it far , man. (For those of you with teenagers, humor me, ok?) Junior's vocabulary... -
Last night, after I zipped Junior up in his fleece footy pajamas, he hugged me and said, “I’m so happy I’m warm! I’m warm, Mommy! I’m so hap...