A First: While out trolling bars with The Chick over the weekend, I bellied up to a bar and confidently told the very cute boy bartender "I'll have 'sex on the beach', please." I normally stay away from those types of drinks - preferring to guzzle gin -- it was a light and fruity drink and not all that bad. And, when ever I order more sex on the beach, I'll always remember the Chick fondly.
An Update: The trial last week ended in a hung jury. Sadly, not a hung criminal.
Something Funny: Bathroom and bodily humor is always a hit. Recently, the Phenom was handed an article about the French Revolution by a flaming nerd we know. The article reported that contrary to years and years of historical speculation that one of the sources of tension between King Louis the 16th and Marie-Antoinette was the king's impotence and her sluttiness; in fact the problem was quite the opposite: King Louis was deformed in that he had an unusually large, um, schlong. This deformity was further a problem in that M-A had a particularly narrow, um, passage. Apparently, the author of the article came to this conclusion after carefully studying correspondence between members of the court (heh, heh, members). Apparently, there was much debate over an operation the King could undergo to "correct" the problem.
The first concern I had was, did the handing off of such an article constitute sexual harassment and could we finally sue the evil employer? Then of course, there is the adding to our daily repartee is the outburst "and he's got a big KNOB." (from the movie Love Actually)
How much of human history boils down to sex? I still have not recovered from the "Hitler's one ball" story. Now this. You humans are hopeless.
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