- Bury St Jude in Back Yard - Baltimore (any advice from my friends across the pond?)
- Wife Swapping in England - New Delhi (Slightly worrying,)
- Man eats pooh - Manchester (They are from the wrong side of the Pennines!)
- Boobs Experiments - Czech Republic (Say no more.)
Talking of experiments, I think it is time for another little cultural experiment, if you don't know what on earth I'm talking about check this out.
Any suggestions??
Suggestions:
Widescreenboy - Go into a large sports shop and ask, (in an American accent), for a 'fanny pack'.
Nikki -HA! I've got one. It does however, entail another trip to the butcher.Instead of asking for rump roast, ask for a lump of cow butt.
Kate - You could go up to one of those scarey women on a department store beauty counter and ask whose toilet the toilet water comes from.
One Ear - Ask your local crack dealer for an ounce of "happiness." hmm, thanks for that one, let me think about it...
15 at confession:
Are you sure you aren't leading a double life?
<---snickering at the wife-swapping.
What odd searches - they make my visitor looking for 'hot naked chick pics' seem quite normal.
I loved your post about the chicken boobs! Wish I had been in that queue.
Attila: I'm quite sure about the double life, I'm sure his Lordship would love to swap me, perhaps for a new set of golf clubs, but I'm not sure anyone one have me.
Kate: I'm glad you enjoyed the chicken boobs, I have to say it was extremely hard to keep a straight face.
WSB: Sounds interesting, one to add to the list definitely.
Someone came to my site looking for "ITV Weather Girls". It seems that this phrase in quotes at Google only returns 2 sites on the entire Internet - one of which is mine.
Bury St Jude in Back Yard
Since coming from Baltimore, it makes sense: Just about everything is dumped or buried there.
"Man eats pooh" is extremely disturbing, unless it is a comment on his wife's cooking.
Social experimenting can be very dangerous to one's person, so I hesitate to suggest—even if I had a suggestion.
im shocked that they even looked at you funny at the meat counter? here in california they woulda known what you were talkin about right away lol scary eh ?
those baltimore people are really strange ...serial killers the lot of them, pay no attention to that :)
I've been thinking on this a while and can't come up with a thing. Sorry.
HA! I've got one. It does however, entail another trip to the butcher.
Instead of asking for rump roast, ask for a lump of cow butt.
It's only fair you ask for chicken boobs as I know someone with a pair of those bust enhancers thingies you stuff down your bra and she calls them chicken filets.
I'll put my thinking cap on!
the chicken boobs post was a classic!!
I have thought of one, it's not as good as the others, or the chicken boobs, but here goes anyway:
You could go up to one of those scarey women on a department store beauty counter and ask whose toilet the toilet water comes from.
Sorry, that's the best I could do. It came to me in town today.
Ask your local crack dealer for an ounce of "happiness."
Type in 'mad parasitologist' into google (without the quotes) and my site is the first one to come up. Why this is, I have no idea.
I suspect a conspiracy....
Go to your local cafe and ask for a new napkin with your meal. ;-)
In your best Americanized voice, of course.
When I was in high school I asked the cashier in the lunchline if the napkins were sanitary. She did not appreciate my question the way I hoped.
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