New Year's Resolution #1...Don't say anything stupid.

When asked how he would rule the world, Lil Wayne replies.....

"First of all, I already know, men would be able to marry however many women they want. School would not be optional. It would be mandatory. Because I do not like unintelligent people – it's a pet peeve. If you dumb, you not around me. Other than that, did I mention the men would be able to marry women? Ain't no limit on that."


If you dumb? Ain't no limit? That actually sounds like the title of Ms. Spears next album. Well, if the end of the world does come about and we find ourselves under the leadership of Lil Wayne, I hope one of those many wives he acquires is a proper English and Grammar teacher. First grade level would be an excellent place to start. ;)

Best Christmas commercial ever!!

Don't forget to wrap the goods, kiddies! Santa's watching!

Best Christmas movie ever!!

I don't care what people say...this movie NEVER gets old with me.

Best Christmas song ever!

Call me simple but this one still makes me giggle like I'm in junior high...

Give some happiness this Christmas...Pass this on.

I received this via email from a dear friend. It is a legitimate charity, and very worthwhile. If still skeptical, check out Snopes.com's opinion on the matter....

http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/medical/garman.asp

This little girl's wish this holiday season is to receive as many cards as possible. In a time when materialism seems to prevail over any goodness, let's take the time to bring some cheer to someone who is appreciating everything Life has to give with numbered breaths. Here is a letter from her Aunt asking everyone to send a card, so SEND A CARD for Hannah!!


Hannah's last Christmas

This is the true story of my 5-yr old 2nd cousin, Hannah Garman, who was diagnosed with glioblastoma multiforme, a rare and incurable brain tumor. She has been given 12 weeks to live and is currently in her 7th week. She was going to be the flower girl in our wedding in May, but was diagnosed a week after we asked her to be the flower girl. This is especially sad because her mother died 2 yrs ago from breast cancer.

Right now, she has lost most of her motor skills. She is confined to bed and cannot really do anything, or play with the gifts she is getting from people, but she LOVES getting cards - she has gotten so many from people she does not know and just loves to have grandma read about the people who send them and see their pictures and is so proud of all her cards. Her room is just filled with cards.

When asked what she wants for Christmas she said she wants to see how many Christmas cards she can get. Many people have passed this wish along to their churches, prayer groups, friends and family. There are school groups where children are making her cards. People are including pictures so she can see who it is that is sending her the card.

If you would like to help with her wish, you can send a card to her at:
Hannah Garma
704 Orchard Rd
Lititz, PA 17543

THANKS! Feel free to pass this along to your own prayer group, church, school, etc. Let's see if we can have the cards coming in big postal bags for her this Christmas, since it will be her last holiday.

P.S. You can also send my email to anyone you forward this to, if they have
questions. sheripie@hotmail.com

Read more about Hannah, see pics, stay updated on her progress at...
http://www. caringbridge. org/visit/hannahgarman

Gonna Party cuz it's MY Birthday....

Dancing Chameleon

Why Cats are Cool.

And Yet, Another Great Christmas Gift Idea....

This is what happens when you leave Men alone with your things.



Typically, these twat plugs are like kryptonite for the male species, but here we see innovation at it's most creative.




If you are craving more tampon creativity, check out this website's selection.
http://www.tamponcrafts.com/

For Those of You Who are Wishing for a White Christmas...

Beware of what you wish for!

What Not to get Your Kid for Christmas.....

Country: Mexico
Product Code: YMCA
Product Name: YMCA Shower Box, Mexico
Price: $17.00 (Approx. 227 pesos)
Size: 10x6cm
(2.54cm = 1 inch)


Something tells me that this one will not be the "Hot Toy of the Holiday Season", and I doubt there will be threat of trampling to death or being shot for this one of kind find. In fact, I find a few things interesting about this toy which hails from South 'o the Border....that being Mexico, mind you, and not that tourist-trap, roach haven, truck stop on interstate 95. Although, I bet they carry this there as well which would be even more convenient for anyone on the East Coast still looking for that perfect gift that no one knew they wanted. I've always had an inner cringe for any type of "communal" bathing unless the people are hot, of course, but I think what is even more curious is the way that male clay figure has that female clay figure almost pinned in the corner...trapped and left defenseless to his dark and dirty advances. OR...maybe what we see here is just a couple of swingers enjoying a afternoon delight in the community shower of YMCA? And why are the ladies nipples so hard and black? Did the shower run out of hot water again? This toy does seem to promote the imagination. All this time, I thought YMCA's were just community centers filled with latch-key kids, after-school programs, and run-down gym equipment. Who knew?

Ninja Skillz....He haz Dem!

He may not be the most popular guy around, but you gotta admit, He does have some quick reflexes.

Embedded video from CNN Video

Beauty Lost an Icon today....

RIP, Ms. Page.

I took the challenge and I failed miserably.

So, I am channel surfing one Saturday afternoon, and I come across this sneak peek at a new show called, The Locator, with Troy Dunn. In the commercial, it stated that this show will tug at the heart strings, and it WILL make the tears flow. Well! That sounded like a challenge to me if I ever did hear one! Except for when animals are concerned, I am not one to let the waterworks flow for any drama....in fact, I'm usually the last one to let my emotions show. So, I was determined to watch this show and prove it wrong on the crying at the big reveal part.

Needless to say, I failed....failed miserably, in fact. At the point of the show when Troy reveals the long lost loved one to those who were searching for years and years to no avail, I get all misty-eyed, tears welling up, that stupid happy grin on my face for the joy of reunion being viewed......DAMN YOU, Troy Dunn!!! Damn you and your tear-jerking skills! Luckily, only my dogs saw my sad, sad, diplay, otherwise, my reputation as a cold-hearted bitch would be ruined!

Christmas Classics.....They just don't make em like this anymore.

If you prefer alot of cheese and AquaNet with your Christmas goodies, then you will love this little collection of 80's at it's best...or worst. Hey, nothing will give you that warm and fuzzy Christmas feeling like festive, red leotard wedgies, and perverted Uncle Santas.

OMG!!!! I need to bitch!!

Not too long ago, I read an article about how scientists, physicians, disease-control and government officials were debating on who in the world's population should be considered "priority" in the event of a massive viral catastrophe that could wipe out the earth's population. Somewhere in the world today, there is a group of people deciding on who will be allowed to receive a vaccination and who will be considered "expendable"....the "Trim the Fat" population, if you will.

For example, in the article, it described how people who were scholars, doctors, scientists, etc. would be part of the elite group, and elderly folks (age 55 and up) would be last on the list for the vaccine if shortages were present. First of all, I have serious issues with anyone, and I mean ANYONE, Mrs. Sarah Palin, who thinks they can play God....but that is a totally different soap box. Another issue, Another day. Let me stay on track here. No, what I would like to rant about, or rather suggest is another group of people who should be considered for the list of "expendables" in the event of world annihilation. My suggestion would be for those people who insist on being on their cellphones while driving in the fast lane going about 15 miles BELOW the speed limit, and refuse to just pull the fuck over! Yes, I said it! There are few people who can instill a rage in me like a shaken bag of wasps....people who judge others, people who are cruel to animals (Sarah Palin), AND idiots on their mother-freakin cellphones during rush hour!!! I mean, seriously, People, Get OFF the F***ing Phone!!!

So, to those know-it-all scientists, lay off the elderly, and by the way, when did 55 yrs old become "elderly"? Why eliminate an age group that can give us warmth, wisdom, money for ice cream on our birthdays, and fabulous baked goods? Instead, clear the world of inconsiderate morons who cause risk of accident, and potential road rage from women late for work behind them....and while you are at it, throw in those guilty of any animal cruelty (Sarah Palin) to boot. But again, another time for that. I shall now step off my box.

Things that make me say....Ow, Fucker!!!

It also makes me want to yell, A-D-R-I-A-N!
Roy Jones Jr. took a beating here, and sadly, it was for not. The other guy won by unanimous vote.

A "Feel Good" Story.....for a change.

I love stories like this. It just builds on my absolute love for animals, and confirms my belief that they deserve much better treatment from mankind than what they currently receive. When stories like people being trampled or shot at stores for material things seem to run rampant in the news during the Christmas season, I prefer to find stories such as Gin, the Dancing Dog, which demonstrates a true friendship and trust. Gin is an amazing dog, but I also think something should be said for his owner's amazing abilities in training. Seriously...I can get my dogs to sit but only when they feel like it OR I have a favorite treat dangling above their heads. So, my hat is off (if I was wearing one) to this girl's patience, ability and compassion for her talented furry friend. Sure, Gin isn't the first to do a moonwalk, but when did we ever see MJ do a moonwalk 360 degrees and then through a woman's legs? NEVER! We all know who's legs MJ prefers.

Don't miss the show!

LOOK TO SKY FOR SPECTACULAR SIGHT MONDAY NIGHT.....


"Every once in a while, something will appear in the night sky that will attract the attention of even those who normally don't bother looking up. It's likely to be that way on Monday evening, Dec. 1. A slender crescent moon, just 15-percent illuminated, will appear in very close proximity to the two brightest planets in our sky, Venus and Jupiter. On Monday night, the three brightest objects in the night sky -- Jupiter, Venus and the moon -- will line up close together in a spectacular sight, closer than they will appear until 2052."

....And since I doubt I'll be around in 2052 unless they perfect that Cryogenics nonsense, I plan on taking the time to look up and enjoy a natural wonder.

Ah....Christmas is in the Air. What is this world coming too?!?

Seriously!? Did a crowd of morons really kill someone over holiday deals such as $2 DVD's, $28 vacuum, and Flat screen tv's under $500? Ignorance is NOT bliss.


"POLICE EYE SHOPPERS IN TRAMPLING DEATH AT WALMART....

NEW YORK (Nov. 29) - Police were reviewing video from surveillance cameras in an attempt to identify who trampled to death a Wal-Mart worker after a crowd of post-Thanksgiving shoppers burst through the doors at a suburban store and knocked him down. Other workers were trampled as they tried to rescue the man, and customers stepped over him and became irate when officials said the store was closing because of the death, police and witnesses said. At least four other people, including a woman who was eight months pregnant, were taken to hospitals for observation or minor injuries. The store in Valley Stream on Long Island closed for several hours before reopening.

Police said about 2,000 people were gathered outside the Wal-Mart doors before its 5 a.m. opening at a mall about 20 miles east of Manhattan. The impatient crowd knocked the employee, identified by police as Jdimytai Damour, to the ground as he opened the doors, leaving a metal portion of the frame crumpled like an accordion. "This crowd was out of control," Fleming said. He described the scene as "utter chaos," and said the store didn't have enough security. Dozens of store employees trying to fight their way out to help Damour were also getting trampled by the crowd, Fleming said. Shoppers stepped over the man on the ground and streamed into the store. Damour, 34, of Queens, was taken to a hospital, where he was pronounced dead around 6 a.m., police said. The exact cause of death has not been determined.

A 28-year-old pregnant woman was taken to a hospital, where she and the baby were reported to be OK, said police Sgt. Anthony Repalone. Kimberly Cribbs, who witnessed the stampede, said shoppers were acting like savages. When they were saying they had to leave, that an employee got killed, people were yelling `I've been on line since yesterday morning', she said. 'They kept shopping'."

Nebraska's 'Butt Bandit' suspect faces charges

AP

"VALENTINE, Neb. -Ten misdemeanor counts have been filed against a man Cherry County authorities believe is the vandal some townspeople have dubbed the "Butt Bandit."

Cherry County Attorney Eric Scott said that on Tuesday he filed nine counts of public indecency and one count of disturbing the peace against 35-year-old Tom Larvie, of Valentine. All are misdemeanors.

Larvie is suspected of leaving greasy, graphic imprints of his naked behind, and sometimes his groin, on the windows of stores, churches and schools in Valentine since the spring of 2007.

The marks were made with lotion or petroleum jelly. Scott said Larvie was caught in the act by police early Wednesday morning. Larvie could not be reached to comment."


However...he did fax over this statement.

This guy better hope he doesn't get any prison time. I can imagine the nickname,"Butt Bandit", would be quite popular with the prison "sisters".

Cuteness Overload!!!

Please....Stop the cuteness! It's too much!!!! My body is going to explode butterflies and cotton ball nubbins!









Dear Santa, please bring me a chihuahua of my very own.

Quote of the Day...

"He arrived in Virginia, cocksure and prescient."


Two qualities I like in a man, but sadly I'm 300 years too late.
Actually, the quote was taken from my current read...

Blackbeard : A Tale of Villainy and Murder in Colonial America

by Margaret Hoffman.

I got the chance to meet the author at a arts & crafts show in my hometown this past weekend. Ms. Hoffman preceded to tell me about Blackbeard's vibrant yet viscious personality, life and death. Did you know Blackbeard met his end by being shot, stabbed and ultimately decapitated? Even then, legend has it that his headless body, after being thrown overboard the ship, Adventure, swam around the ship a few times before sinking. Truly, Mr. Blackbeard was an original B.A.M.F. of all B.A.M.F.s! None of that "fru-fru" Jack Sparrow pirate crap!

Recently, Blackbeard's ship, The Queen Anne's Revenge, was found off the coast of North Carolina in relatively good condition. The author was just so chocked full of information that I was compelled to buy her book for the low, low price of $24.95 (about $5 more than what I would have spent at Barnes & Noble). She knew a sucker for history and it's many colorful characters when she saw one.

Another juicy tidbit....It is rumored that after his head spent many days on a pike at the edge of the Hampton River in Virginia to ward off sea dogs and other lowly pirates of their evil ways, his skull became a drinking chalice. I say, me hearty, what better way to go for the most notorious pirate ever known?!

Fortuitous Photo-Op Part 4

Do you ever get that feeling like you are being watched?

Genius in the Making

My nephew... Child protegy. Future Man of the Year.



Could Mozart or Beethoven have played with such eloquence in a adorable Baby Duck suit? I think not!!

Times are Tough!

You can't even proclaim that this economy is for the birds. Apparently, the feathered community is dealing with hard times like the rest of us.

"A seagull in Marinette, WI has developed the habit of stealing Doritos from a neighborhood convenience store.

The seagull waits until the Manager isn't looking, and then walks into the store and grabs a snack-size bag of cheese Doritos.

Once outside, the bag gets ripped open and shared by other birds.

The seagull's shoplifting started early this month when he first swooped into the store in Marinette, WI, and helped himself to a bag of Doritos.. Since then, he's become a regular. He always takes the same type of chips.

The Manager thinks it's great because people are coming to watch the feathered thief make the daily grab and run, and that's good for business, and especially since customers have begun paying for the seagull's stolen bags of Doritos because they think it's so funny. However, the Manager did say, 'This is Wisconsin, and if that seagull starts to grab a 6-pac to go along with the Doritos, I may have to put a stop to it.' "

Free Toothpicks

This summer, Northern Virginia has had some crazy unusual weather and natural occurrences...from tornadoes, severe storms, cool weather in July, and even a earthquake. Should we blame Global warming? Or maybe it's the End of Times? Either way...sure makes for some interesting photo opportunities.

Yesterday, we had another severe storm pass through my neighborhood. They don't last very long, but they sure make a mess of the yard with tree limbs, and leaves blown all over the place. This particular storm brought on some harsh lightning, and one of the trees in the front got struck. Sounded like a shotgun, and I was shocked to see the tree still standing...but the battle scars were left. The force of the lightning blew off a 5 in wide strip of bark from the very top branch, down to the tree's roots. Splinters of bark were all over the place like it had exploded out. I found some pieces of bark as far as 20 feet from the tree, and some strips of bark as long as four feet like the tree had been peeled. It made for an interesting Sunday afternoon, so wanted to share with anyone curious.



Toothpicks, Anyone?

WTF?!? Time to Vent!!!

NOTHING is safe...

Between the hours of 12:00 am and 8:00 am, my yard was severely vandalized in a manor that most would only read about in a Martha Sterwart horror story. One, innocently glowing gazing ball was brutally abducted without care or concern for those to whom it belonged. That's right! Some inconsiderate FUCKER decided to help himself to my recently purchased, solar powered, light up at night, changing in three colors of blue, red and green, totally awesome gazing ball last night....TAKEN right out of my flower bed! I was so excited to finally receive it on Monday. Placed it in my flower bed Monday night, and by Wednesday morning, it's gone! I'm pissed!! Who steals a fucking garden ornament!?! I am cruising my neighborhood tonight, and the first gazing ball I see that resembles MY gazing ball, I'm taking it! I might even steal a gnome, a bird bath or two. Dammit, people!! Stay the fuck out of my yard!

**Okay...I apologize for the language. I feel better now, and I am searching at this very moment for a chocolate chip cookie to make it all right with the world again.**



IN LOVING MEMORY... you are missed.

Chased by a Rainbow

I've heard the expression..."chase the rainbow", but this particular one was chasing me down Interstate 66 during rush hour traffic.

I was Momma Grackle for a Day

Memorial weekend 2008....as I was strolling through the field where I walk my dogs on a daily basis, I almost stepped on this little tuft of gray matter hidden in the grass. As I look closer, it popped it's little bald head up and squawked, FEED ME!




It was this little guy. A Grackle nestling that had fallen from his/her (never could figure it out) nest about 15 feet straight up, so I couldn't put it back in the nest. Being the huge animal lover that I am, there was no way I could just leave the poor little baby there all alone in the grass. She was already having a bad hair day, so falling out of the nest did not make the day any better.





No wildlife re-habilitators called me back since it was a holiday weekend, and I knew the poor baby wouldn't last the night alone. So... Seymour (what I called her because I was reminded of that flower in "Little Shop of Horrors" crying Feed Me!) came home with me, and I became Momma Grackle for a day. I found myself a little box, stuffed in some toilet paper (Charmin, of course), and Wallah! The perfect little nest.





Seymour was very alert and quite the little chatterbox. Every time I would walk near the box, she would assume I was momma returned with a nice juicy regurgitated worm or some other nasty stuff. I was NOT about to chew up some worms! No worries, though. Come to find out, I read online that I could feed her wet, softened bits of dog food kibble, and THAT I had plenty of. Seymour gobbled it up like it was the best meal a Grackle could have, and I felt very proud to accomplished my momma bird skills with such success. Seymour was content till morning when the rehabilitator finally gave me a call telling me to bring my baby on over. She would take care of her until she was able to be set back out in the world. It felt good to not turn my head and think...Oh, it's nature's way. Screw that! I believe we as human beings should help out anyone or anything that needs it when their lives cross paths with ours. Maybe there was a reason for us being there at the right time to help. Either way, Seymour is happy and healthy, and moving on. Who knows...maybe one day she will be come back and visit with all the other squawking neighborhood Grackles who eat up all the seeds in my bird feeders. *wink*




A face only a mother could love. Check out the feet on this little one! Talk about "growing into". Kinda reminds me of "Salad Fingers".....Helloooo! *laughs*

Just shoot Me!

What is the deal!?! I'm beginning to wonder if turning mid-30's is a starting point to all the "aches" and "pains" that come with growing older? Little annoyances keep occurring with my body lately, and I'm not liking it very much at all! Besides the fact that my left ankle is STILL swelling from a fall that occurred over two months ago (see previous LifeCall? blog posted), I woke up this morning with a painful knot on my left wrist....right where you can find the pulse. WTF?!? Did I fight ninjas in my dream last night? Is this the start of Carpal Tunnel from ten years of working at a computer? Or am I just falling apart and need to be taken out back and shot like a losing show pony!? Fortunately, I do have the luxury of working with doctors, so I asked one today to give me his diagnosis on this mysterious knot. He proceeds to tell me that it could be a Ganglion Cyst (a.k.a. a Bible Bump) which results from "performing repetitive and strenuous activity with the wrist". Now if I was a left-handed man, this could possibly be an embarassing moment, but I am right-handed and female. I have no idea what stenuous activity I have been performing. The doctor then proceeded to tell me that the best way to take care of this without surgery is to whack it with a huge heavy book. Excuse me?! Is this medicine at it's best? This explains why it is also known as the Bible Bump. For most households, back in the day, the heaviest book in the home was the family Bible. Therefore, it was being used most often to rid the suffering sinner of their tumor with one heavenly blow. I think I will take my chances and just deal with the pain before allowing myself to be "whacked" in the name of the Lord.



My Wrist :(




Internet example of the Bible Bump

In Case You Were Wondering....

A new and creative way to peel that pesky banana.

Oh Boy...am I Hungry!

Like Spanky....I LOVE me some Chocklate Clake!

Optical Dal-lusion

My dal, Odysey....She's the Master of Disguise.

Fortuitous Photo-Op Part 4

waking moment.....

Damn! That Lightning is some powerful Sh*T!!!

Spring has Sprung!!

Almost like a Thomas Kinkade painting

First Spring for the new kid on the block

Even the weeds are beautiful in Spring

Fortuitous Photo-Op Part 3

By the looks of the yellow paint,  someone did not listen.

Baubles, Baubles and More Baubles....

I constantly hear, "Chickory, you LOVE the baubles!"  Yes, I can be a bit of a Magpie when it comes to shiny, sparkly, pretty things, but a bauble might mean something completely different to someone else.  According to the Wikipedia, the definition of a bauble is a stick with a weight attached, used for weighing. Nothing glamorous about that at all!  So, I decide to "google" baubles, and this is what I find....

Angry Indian named Baubles

Holiday Baubles

Bauble washed up on shore. 

The Girl's Best Friend Bauble

The Man's Best Friend Bauble

Baubles adorned in Baubles

Bauble Man

Spaghetti with Meatbaubles

...and Baubles of Strength.

Super Penis ,pull the car crazy man - More amazing video clips are a click away

Fortuitous Photo-Op: Part 2

Lady in the street.....



...But a Freak in the bed.

Fortuitous Photo-Op

...and God giveth His heavenly blessing to the Hummer. Amen.

Sad, and Most Likely True....

Maybe by being Single, I have been blessed by the gods.

The Sad Truth About Relationships

We live. We love....but We still destroy.

There are few things I get up on my soap box for.....Animal cruelty is one of those subjects. I love animals. I love their beauty and spirit. I recognize their absolute necessity and purpose on this Earth. It makes me mad to think I was denied the opportunity to view and experience a animal that was drove to extinction before my time such as the Tasmanian Tiger, or the Dodo....beautifully unique creatures that are forever gone. Therefore, I find it equally upsetting and careless to not do everything in man's power to preserve a species still surviving, but slowly disappearing due to man's neglect, cruelty and selfishness. We are denying our future children, just as I have been denied. My blog is to make aware the plight of just one of the many threatened...Timber Wolves (a.k.a. the Grey Wolf) of the Northern Rockies and Alaska. Wolves are of the most beautiful creatures every known, and there are officials in the Bush/Cheney Administration who are working very hard to remove wolves from the endangered species list and pass law allowing the aerial gun-down or the killing by any means for hundreds of wolves. It breaks my heart to even watch the aerial hunt, and ashamed at how cruel mankind can be to each other and other living things.

If you care as I do, do something! Visit http://www.defenders.org/wildlife_and_habitat/wildlife/wolf,_gray.php

LifeCall?

I had an unfortunate accident tonight.  While walking down my front stairs to walk my dogs, one of them got under my feet and tripped me down on my ass, twisting my ankle pretty sharply in the process.  The pitiful thing was that since I am a single woman who lives alone, there was no one to laugh at me for falling, let alone help me up....So, for ten minutes, I was stuck on my front stoop in pain.  Later, I was finally able to stand and hobble back into my home to lick my wounds and my pride.  

It was then that I realized maybe there is something to this LifeCall system.  We all remember that early 90's infomercial with the unforgettable catch phrase, "I've fallen, and I can't get up!"? Well, I got to thinking that in these times of more and more single men and women living alone, why not have a LifeCall system for the Under 60?  Hmm?  Maybe we could get a discount for being under-aged. The LifeCall devices could come in snazzy colors or, for the ladies, all blinged out with sparkly Swarovski crystals and charms.  You could download different ring-tones instead of that annoying beep, and have a voice-over of your favorite celebrity who answers your call.  Apple could even come out with iAlert with the capability of holding 1500 of your favorite songs to listen to while you wait for the ambulance to arrive.  The possibilities are endless!!!  

If I could have just pushed the button of my "hot pink, crystal covered, butterfly charm hanging on the side" LifeCall remote control tonight with Brad Pitt in all his sexiness telling me help was on the way while I listened to my top 25, then I wouldn't have had to sit alone, completely embarrassed, in pain, in the cold, with my dogs sniffing me, wondering what the hell I'm doing on the ground.  With LifeCall, I'm never alone! Guaranteed or your money back!  Mmmm, wonder if Brad does night calls? ;)

Cheese Grater or Callous Remover? YUCK!

Okay....I don't know if I should be sick or excited about this latest "As Seen On Tv" product. It's the Ped Egg, and it claims to give you silky soft feet minus the cost of expensive Spa Pedicures. Seems like a nifty idea....easy to use, clean, no mess, but do I really need to see a pound of "supposed" foot shavings being dumped to get the idea? Heaven forbid someone accidentally leaves it on the dinner table during Spaghetti Night!! GROSS!





Check out the commercial if the picture just isn't disgusting enough for you...

http://www.pedegg.com/?directLoad&uid=B5F4A681DBF0A2691E136768C1F25404

Size DOES Matter.

I'd like to answer the question and say....YES! Size does matter.





I don't even want to know the fat grams in this thing!  Just

hand it over NOW. :)






That's almost 5 inches of pure Peanut Buttery Bliss....Mmmm!

Just not enough....

There just isn't enough "potty" humor around to brighten one's day and take you back to your junior high mentality when anything to do with the bathroom was some funny shit (no pun intended).  Sit back, relax, and go back to a time when life was much simpler, and simpler things were much funnier.