Courtesy of Matt
Here’s a taste.
Me: “Hello, [golf course].”
Customer: “Yes, Do you guys sell cashews?”
Me: “As a matter of fact, we do.”
Customer: “So how much are they?”
Customer: “Okay, so can I get a tee time for 2:00?”
Me: “Sure. How many people?”
Customer: “Just me.”
Me: “Okay, and golf cart or walking?”
Customer: “Oh, I’m not golfing. I’m just coming to pick up the cashews!”
The site’s over here: Stuff My Girlfriend Says
She sent me an update on her day via text message.
“I feel like deep-fried AIDS. Health-wise, not to eat.”
She’s jealous of women with big enough breasts to store money in their cleavage
“I can store things in my cleavage too. I just have to make sure I wipe really well.”
I asked why Wolverine’s claws make noise when they extend out of his hands.
“Given that it’s Hugh Jackman, I’m surprised a Judy Garland medley doesn’t play when his jazz-claws pop out.”
Tits & Tatts. Exactly what it sounds like, therefore NSFW.
I get a pile of SPAM these days, but one of the titles today took the cake. “Enjoy the delicious taste of having a monster in your pants.”
Skymall never disappoints… The toilet bidet. Try to explain this one to security.
Obama is nothing if not consistent… with his smile that is
Hot Chicks Picking Up Dog Sh*t… ok, so these tumblr single serving sites are getting a little ridiculous
Danny DeVito is on Twitter. I dislike Twitter, however I love Danny DeVito. As such, I’m torn.
From the Daily What
Some of these are pretty short on posts… so get the cameras out.
People of Walmart, the Internet salutes you.
You are not a man. Geez. Only 2 posts?