A Boxing Day Cockle-Warming Story

Even my cold, grinchy heart was touched.

Tomorrow, it will be 68 degrees and sunny here. So, I got that going for me … which is nice.

Damn wossname rich apple guy and his flash killing ways!!!! Blo Jobs or whatever his name is! I can’t see the video!!!!!!

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@TJ/ Jamie Sommers /TJ: You sound down, can I tell you a joke?

One fine spring morning, two little leprechauns walked up to the front door of the convent. They knock on the door KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK and out comes the mother superior. “Well me lads,” she says, “what can aye do for yeh tis foine morning?”

The first little leprechaun casts his eyes down a bit and he says “Mother Supierior….how many leprechaun nuns do yeh tink dere are In Killkillarny County?”

The nun thinks a bit, and she says “Son, aye don’t tink dere are any leprechaun nuns in Killkillarny County…”

SECOND little leprechaun snickers at that SNICKER SNICKER SNICKER and the FIRST one waves him off, saying “SHADUPP SHADUPP SHADUPP!”. And then, with a tremulous quaver in his voice, he says, “Mother Superior, how may leprechaun nuns would you say dere were in…all of Ireland?”

The nun she thiinks a bit, and says” Well son, ah don’t tink dere are any leprechaun nuns in Ireland.”

The SECOND little lepricaun laughts out loud at this GUFFAW GUFFAW GUFFAW and the FIRST one waves him off, saying “SHADUPP SHADUPP SHADUPP!”. And then, with an anxious strain in his voice, he says “Mother Superior….how many lepricaun nuns would you say the were in…t’whole worlld?”

The nun gives him a frustrated look and says, sternly, “SON, ah just don’t tink dere are ANY leprechaun nuns!”

And the SECOND little leprechaun howls at this BWAHAHAHA! BWAHAHAHA! BWAHAHAHA! and says to the FIRST little leprechaun “See, I tole yers! Ya fucked a penguin!!!!”

¡Feliz Día de Boxing, amigos!

It’s been a loco couple of weeks. I’m back from my study abroad program in Cuernavaca, Mexico, and we’ve just finished the third and final load of dishes from our Christmas guests.

In other nooz, Mr. ¡A! had to have all four of his wisdom teeth taken out earlier this week, so now we’ve got the greatest gift of all: Percoset. It’s a Christmas miracle!

I hope you’ve all had a happy and relaxing holiday weekend. FSM bless us, every one.

@Tommmcatt is with Karin Marie on This One: *smiles*

I was standing in line behind a priest today at Target while holding a 17lb bag of dog food in one arm and various other items in the other. The bastard saw me but offered me neither the use of the empty shopping cart he was holding next to him nor the use of the half empty conveyor belt he was standing in front of while we both waited for the person checking out in front of him. Fuck all priests and nuns.

@TJ/ Jamie Sommers /TJ: That dirty ol’ bastard is probs just bitter ’cause none of the Hot Asian Singles his Yahoo mail promised wanna meet him have returned his messages.

@TJ/ Jamie Sommers /TJ: If only you’d been dressed as an altar boy.