Category Archives: funny

raw data | A Narcissist Writes Letters, To Himself

a study reported that hired assassins had extremely low divorce rates which I found surprising since they’re… oh

Source: raw data | A Narcissist Writes Letters, To Himself

snort

You don’t say! Whoda thunk it?

Ten things Scandinavians do when the sun shines | Thyra10

Ten things Scandinavians do when the sun shines | Thyra10.

Snort. Great post and eerily similar to what Canucks do when the thermometer makes it above 0C for five minutes!

The youngsters (those with lava for a bloodstream) decide winter is over and break out the shorts and tank tops and sandals (often combined with socks), conveniently forgetting that Old Man Winter is not done with us, ending up with frostbite over top of a sunburn. And don’t forget snow blindness!

Then the government decides winter is officially over (read that as the snow has been gone for those same 5 minutes) and break out the Road Closed signs, the road ripper uppers, diggers and other such charming machinery which causes the other faction of Canadians (those with a driver’s license and working vehicle) to start wishing the snow would fly, HARD, just so we can get from point A to point B in the usual amount of time rather than a minimum of twice the time.

BUT, in all kinds of weather the one thing that makes us cranky is not being able to access our usual Tim Horton’s so we can get our oh so perfect caffeine fix first thing in the morning.

As for the BBQ, I think Canadians have perfected the art of the mid-winter BBQ. If they have a garage it’s not such a hardship, really. No, not carrying platters, utensils and the requisite case of beer through the blowing snow the five feet from the house to the garage then trudging it all back again once the steak is done to perfection. If you can find the house again that is :D.

Have a good day.

Zits | By Jerry Scott and Jim Borgman

Zits | By Jerry Scott and Jim Borgman.

My boyfriend brought this home from work with him today.

It is our true life story, lmao.

Quite often I’ll get a massage at bed time and frequently I will either be a puddle of goo or fall asleep at his ministrations.

Yes, his hands should be insured and I’m not the only one who thinks so.

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