This morning me and MoLinder definitely sat around and read my blog to each other out loud, reading simultaneously from our separate laptops, a sad, hysterical pajama reenactment, laughing hysterically because we am goddamn hysterical.
Don't know if you guys knew about that. My evident hysteria. Thought I'd let you know.
And next time some creepy dude asks you about the landscape of your pubic hair, tell him it's the Bat Signal and give yourself a well-earned high five for skillful evasive maneuvering. It's like I'm the X-43 of speaking, which is crazy because those things clock in at like Mach 7 or something.
Of course, they also crash into the ocean eventually, forlorn and forgotten, having fulfilled their supersonic destiny of telling that sound barrier what's what.
Doesn't matter. At least I left an impression. Like those vapor cloud singularities that puff out during a sonic boom.
I am digging this analogy.
You know what? NASA is the shit.
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PS: No taxation without representation.
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16 comments:
ah, that night was hilarious. speaking of hilarious, i thought i'd take this time to point out your grammatical error - "we am goddamn hysterical". good job.
i'm feeling patriotic. 6 hours of watching "the revolution" on the history channel can do that to you.
We are patriotic as fuck.
Are you drunk already?
The bat signal response is very clever. I bet saying that will leave the questioner baffled and give one time to run away. Good plan. Me likey.
I m at inNout. It's fourth of juuuu lie. We goin dancin. That's the godDAMN hysteri al part!
I feel like maybe this was not exactly - no. It was English. But I have no idea what I just read.
Do guys really ask you the shape of your pubic hair? That's a bit fresh, wouldn't you say?
No one asks me about my pubic hair anymore. Which is...disappointing.
NASA hasn't done shit since 1972. Which is...disappointing.
I know a few people who really be into a girl with Bat-Signal pubic hair.
What about if you told them your pube landscape was a Rorschach ink blot. Then when naked you can say "What do you see when you look at my crotch?"
That gives an entirely new meaning to, "Let's go to the Bat Cave!"
Rassles you are fucking awesome.
ahh i almost forgot the pubic hair discussion- along with bat signals and holiday appropriate shapes. what an odd night.
Did anyone else think it was Freudian when Batman and Robin would slide down the bat-pole the Bat-cave? Seriously, they could have taken an elevator.
I'm sort of dreading catching up on 4th of July posts, but this one was awesome.
Oh man, did I miss any good fireworks or what? How am I to go on without fireworks?
Oh, and I'm just waiting for public hair shapes to pop up in conversation. People here are so conservative.
Dude, the Batman? I can do it.fratome
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