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twenty ten, you're alright

Well.

I know it's only been three days, but I think twenty ten is going swimmingly well so far.

But, it was still a hell of a Monday.

In honor of my Sweet Niblet, who is MIA for personal reasons (and whose blog handle has been hijacked!) I think it's time for yet another edition of Make Me Laugh Monday, where readers "who got jokes" leave their best funny in the comments section for the sole pupose of making me giggle.

Go on: leave 'em. Sometimes there is talk of a prize being awarded to a winner.

Now pardon me while I try to track down miss Tina Lynn Sandoval.


Update: My Sweet Niblet's blog handle was not hijacked. I was just entering the address incorrectly. Sweet Niblet. Blogspot. Com is some random girl. Our lovely Niblet's is Her Name. Blogpot. Com, and is linked so you can go over and give her some love, as we try to will her back to the blogosphere using jedi mind tricks.







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Bethany Wiggins said…
Something funny? This is more gross than funny. My son thinks it is the most fun thing in the world to see how high above the toilet he can pee--he's three--. I now have the honor of washing the walls in my bathrooms on a daily basis.

One more... the above mentioned son thought it would be hilarious to feed my one-year-old daughter my birth control while I was taking a three minute speed shower today. She seems to be suffering from PMS. And my husband wonders why I don't shower every day.
January 4, 2010 at 9:38 PM
Anonymous said…
A pirate walks into a bar with a ship's wheel on his penis. The bartender says to him, "You know you've got a ship's wheel on your penis?" And the pirate says, "Argh, I know. It drives me nuts."
January 4, 2010 at 10:15 PM
Wendy Sparrow said…
I just snort laughed at both comments. I need to go check on Tina and skip ahead in my alphabetical catch-up. The OCD in me won't like this, but...bah.

I'll try to think of a joke and come back.

Wait! It's Tuesday. Phew. I'm off the hook. :)
January 5, 2010 at 12:18 PM
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