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~ The Chive ~

Some things trigger in me a minutes-long paroxysm of foot-stomping, fist-pounding ROTFLing without leaving the iRecliner but which involve sloshing the coffee before I can set it down, spilling pipe tobacco ashes on my shirt, and going into a laugh/cough/sneeze fit.

I’ve been told that this kind of thing cures some maladies and prevents others.
You’re welcome.

OPEN THREAD

17 Comments!

  1. geezerette
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 8:24 am |

    :))))))))) I think I’ve been known to have that expression on my face a few times.

  2. DougM (jackassophobe)
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 9:32 am |

    ^ Ooh!
    The new avatar looks like a cabin in the north woods.
    Is there a full-size version?
    (What? No, that’s not bein’ nosy, it’s bein’ … interested.)

  3. Posted May 3, 2012 at 9:38 am |

    I have, basically, given-up coffee.

    Oh sure, I sometimes have a cup when the Sorta Ex-Wifey is around, but that’s only for self-defense.

    In the meantime, Moose is No Use! Squirrel Must Die!

  4. geezerette
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 10:00 am |

    #2 Yes Doug– it is— and I have many– I’d love to share.

  5. Ironic in Denver
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 11:42 am |

    Thanks Doug, I need this. (Fortunately I’d already finished my coffee.)

    geezerette, it looks so cool….

  6. dick, not quite dead white guy
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 1:15 pm |

    Love the expression.
    Alternative caption:
    YOU farted. This time you’re not getting away with blaming me for it.

  7. dick, not quite dead white guy
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 1:18 pm |

    “Nurturing”. When we left for the vet’s, you said “nurturing” you lying asshole.

  8. SherryM
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 3:20 pm |

    OMG I get that look all the time. Tho its not any of My 3 dogs it is from My cat when I throw away the paper bag she was useing as a gotcha hiding place.

  9. DougM (jackassophobe)
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 3:31 pm |

    • That … wasn’t real bacon.
    • Look, I don’t mind so much that you never wash my ball, but I ain’t fetchin’ one soaked with that other bitch’s spit.
    • The sign clearly said “Beware of Dog.” Well, I am that dog.
    • You didn’t just put that steak bone in the garbage, did you?
    • By the way, I use the term “Master” as a courtesy.

  10. mech
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 3:34 pm |

    Dogs judge distances like demoncrats make budgets?

    (actually the dog might care about how far he goes)

  11. Posted May 3, 2012 at 4:25 pm |

    • I rubbed my Balzac on your pillow when you weren’t looking. You’re the one who said you liked French poetry.

  12. geezerette
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 5:21 pm |

    #5– I n D— Thanks– it is– very– it is one of those things in life you dreamed of but didn’t think would ever happen.

  13. Ironic in Denver
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 5:26 pm |

    ^ it is one of those things in life you dreamed of but didn’t think would ever happen… ah, then heartfelt congratulations on it.

  14. dick, not quite dead white guy
    Posted May 3, 2012 at 6:40 pm |

    ^Hog (11) You got me. LMAO! Balzac on your pillow!!!!

  15. Posted May 3, 2012 at 9:29 pm |

    dick, not quite dead white guy: It was a cheap joke, but I’m on a limited income, so I tend to go cheap.

    Well, except for canned tuna. The frikkin’ cats would have my ass (literally!) if I ever scrimped on that. They only get about a teaspoon a day (if that), but you don’t want to look into their disappointed eyes and tell them that you just spent that extra 25 cents on some bar floozy.

  16. SondraK, Queen of my domain
    Posted May 4, 2012 at 8:04 am |

    Fricken hilarious.

  17. DougM (jackassophobe)
    Posted May 4, 2012 at 6:55 pm |

    Dick (14)
    It wasn’t even a real Balzac!
    He was only awarded an Honoré Balzac.
    (sorry, kind’a reachin’ there)

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