Also, how come no one talks about the little circle? Secret government program, right? Maybe something that converts the flesh of the retarded children of single-parent gay minorities into something useful, like Axxe Body Spray, right? Hidden in Wyoming... Probably near the Cheney ranch, right? Because it's convenient for the Blackwater Security peeps to keep it all in one place, and sometimes Dick likes to watch the eviscerations....
OK, I got it. Mum's the word.
Crid [CridComment at gmail]
at November 10, 2011 9:15 AM
A spot on the window seems a bit more likely.
Martin
at November 10, 2011 9:45 AM
Sure, Comrade... Just a "spot on the window"... Understood.
Crid [CridComment at gmail]
at November 10, 2011 9:51 AM
No plugs Crid. Those of an unkind bent may suspect the color of my eternally youthful locks but I shall remain above the fray and not be dis-tressed. (I really had to work hard for that one!)
Amy, I don't think I have to turn in my "Practicing Hetero" card if I admit that I watch "Project Runway" and even the haircut show they broadcast on Bravo a few years ago. I mean, a weekly dose of Heidi Klum or Jacklyn Smith? Worth it.
Besides, I *lived though* the 90s and I remember. Oy!
BlogDog
at November 10, 2011 10:37 AM
Oy! was Jacko, that was the '80s.
Crid [CridComment at gmail]
at November 10, 2011 10:57 AM
I meant: Oy gestalt!
BlogDog
at November 10, 2011 11:13 AM
I can see my house from here!
Storm Saxon's Gall Bladder
at November 10, 2011 12:16 PM
(You went with the lipless wonderchild, didn't you? Sometimes you people are soooooo predictable....)
Crid [CridComment at gmail]
at November 10, 2011 2:29 PM
@Crid - That's my secret particle accelerator installation, where I'm learning to make micro black holes. Now that you've seen it, I'll have to track you all down and "deal" with you. Bwahaha!
Actually, I think it's a reflection of the camera lens in the window.
WayneB
at November 10, 2011 3:14 PM
Reflection... Right! A plastic cup of Cabernet on the fold-down tray table, perhaps. Or maybe a piece of costume jewelry on the Rubenesque passenger in the middle seat, gleaming under those little high-intensity reading lamps.
Of course! That explains it!
There are no unknown government installations, or particle accelerators, or retarded-childflesh processing plants, or anything like that...
And the mysterious circular form in the center?
Offtopic tweet, tweet.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at November 10, 2011 1:12 AM
Golden tweet, silver one.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at November 10, 2011 1:14 AM
(highly affected gay voice) Frosted tips are SO 1990s! (/highly affected gay voice)
BlogDog at November 10, 2011 6:11 AM
Halfway to Hawaii.
MarkD at November 10, 2011 6:11 AM
Amy Alkon
http://www.advicegoddess.com/archives/2011/11/10/view_from_gregg.html#comment-2755274">comment from MarkDSadly, most of the way to Detroit.
And very funny, BlogDog, but a little worrisome that you are this plugged in to hair fashion.
Amy Alkon
at November 10, 2011 7:51 AM
So you're saying BlogDog wears hair plugs?
Also, how come no one talks about the little circle? Secret government program, right? Maybe something that converts the flesh of the retarded children of single-parent gay minorities into something useful, like Axxe Body Spray, right? Hidden in Wyoming... Probably near the Cheney ranch, right? Because it's convenient for the Blackwater Security peeps to keep it all in one place, and sometimes Dick likes to watch the eviscerations....
OK, I got it. Mum's the word.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at November 10, 2011 9:15 AM
A spot on the window seems a bit more likely.
Martin at November 10, 2011 9:45 AM
Sure, Comrade... Just a "spot on the window"... Understood.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at November 10, 2011 9:51 AM
No plugs Crid. Those of an unkind bent may suspect the color of my eternally youthful locks but I shall remain above the fray and not be dis-tressed. (I really had to work hard for that one!)
Amy, I don't think I have to turn in my "Practicing Hetero" card if I admit that I watch "Project Runway" and even the haircut show they broadcast on Bravo a few years ago. I mean, a weekly dose of Heidi Klum or Jacklyn Smith? Worth it.
Besides, I *lived though* the 90s and I remember. Oy!
BlogDog at November 10, 2011 10:37 AM
Oy! was Jacko, that was the '80s.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at November 10, 2011 10:57 AM
I meant: Oy gestalt!
BlogDog at November 10, 2011 11:13 AM
I can see my house from here!
Storm Saxon's Gall Bladder at November 10, 2011 12:16 PM
Choose.
(You went with the lipless wonderchild, didn't you? Sometimes you people are soooooo predictable....)
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at November 10, 2011 2:29 PM
@Crid - That's my secret particle accelerator installation, where I'm learning to make micro black holes. Now that you've seen it, I'll have to track you all down and "deal" with you. Bwahaha!
Actually, I think it's a reflection of the camera lens in the window.
WayneB at November 10, 2011 3:14 PM
Reflection... Right! A plastic cup of Cabernet on the fold-down tray table, perhaps. Or maybe a piece of costume jewelry on the Rubenesque passenger in the middle seat, gleaming under those little high-intensity reading lamps.
Of course! That explains it!
There are no unknown government installations, or particle accelerators, or retarded-childflesh processing plants, or anything like that...
Of course not.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at November 10, 2011 5:11 PM
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