Showing posts with label Boobage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boobage. Show all posts

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Not Safe For Work

Michelle just sent me this link yesterday - how is it I found out through my wife, and not through one of the many sciencey-techy-fun websites I frequent?

If you have not had the pleasure, I present to to you 'F*** Me Ray Bradbury'. Pretty damned funny. Here's an article with Rachel Bloom, the writer and star of the video.



I was forced to watch Twilight - New Moon a couple of hours after this. I complained that if I had to watch such treacle, Bella could at the very least have boobs. Michelle pointed out that "You had boobs earlier, with the Ray Bradbury thing."

Fair enough.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Real Life Conversation # 10

Him: Okay Babe, I gotta run. Another day, another dollar.

Her: Hugs! (arms open wide in toddleresque cuddle expectation)

Him: Hugs! ...Wait, are you covered in cat hair?

Her: (coy) A bit.

He Waits for the Girls-Gone-Wild-Style-Shirt-Raising.

(They Hug)

Her: What, no appreciation for the boobage?

Him: (robotically) I am in work mode. No such thing as boobage at work.

Her: Good answer! Remember that! Have a good day at work, Drone 2471.

Him: Roger Roger.