Showing posts with label dad's panties. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dad's panties. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

What kind of liberal are you?

I came across this quiz online.

Here's the link.

My results:

How to Win a Fight With a Conservative is the ultimate survival guide for political arguments

My Liberal Identity:

You are a Peace Patroller, also known as an anti-war liberal or neo-hippie. You believe in putting an end to American imperial conquest, stopping wars that have already been lost, and supporting our troops by bringing them home.


I'd say that's about right on.

My wish for the day:

I wish I had oodles of cash laying about so that I could invest in stem-cell research stocks that are going to go through the roof now that Obama is in the White House and will allow for this important medical research to progress. Well, and also to invest in companies developing commercial space travel, but that's a post for another day (seriously, those low orbit space flight developer deelios are going to make people as loaded as Microsoft).

*Yes, Dad, I know I need to be working on my dissertation, but I am incapable of writing anything remotely intelligent at the moment between my tummy tantrums. At least I am not writing about you and your tighty whities at the moment.*

Read more...

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Dad's tighty whities

I can always tell I need cheering up when I start looking at my horoscope. My horoscope from The Onion today:

"While it's true that the universe works in mysterious ways, it's becoming pretty clear what it has against you."

My guesses would be writer's block and the mysterious force that is keeping my checking account balance consistently below 50 bucks. I need a good chuckle today.

Ten things that make me laugh (or gross me out, but still make me laugh):

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

1. People falling down

2. The "humorous" section of the greeting cards at Target

3. People bumping into things

4. Glamour Shots

5. When anyone sneezes (coughs, laughs) and farts at the same time

6. Drinkable yogurt, go-gurt, yogurt in a tube (ew).

7. Projectile vomiting (someone else doing it)

8. Extra fancy Ketsup

9. The word "shituation"

10. My dad packing a pair of underwear for the gym thinking it was his, but really it was his wife's with one of his waistbands sown onto it (sorry dad). It was either wear those home, or put the dirty ones back on. I never asked him which he chose . . .

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

If you have anything to add, please feel free. As I said, I need a good chuckle.

Read more...

  © Blogger templates ProBlogger Template by Ourblogtemplates.com 2008

Back to TOP