Showing posts with label QOTD. Show all posts
Showing posts with label QOTD. Show all posts

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Washing my mouth out with soap

I know I can't possibly be the only person that finds random sayings get stuck not only in their heads but come flying out of their mouths at what is most probably the wrong time at what is also probably the wrong volume. Can I? 

It seems to be unfortunate that the latest quip seems to include to one but two profanities. And it keeps coming out.




And even though I was too late to join in myself, for some awesome reading check out this week edition of FYBF:



Friday, April 15, 2011

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a woman



In a parody of life imitating art, I was reminded of this scene by the following conversation this morning:
Brian (whispering): Leave the light on, I'm going to have a shower (after I walked out of our ensuite this morning
Kylee: What?
Brian (still whispering but a bit louder): Leave the light on, I'm going to have a shower
Kylee: What? I still can't hear you. You'll have to talk louder.
Brian (yelling and his voice cracking): I SAID, LEAVE THE BLOODY LIGHT ON
Kylee: You don't have to yell. I'm sick. My ears are blocked, I can't hear shit
Brian: Yeah well I'm sick too and I have no voice.

LMAO

Friday, April 8, 2011

Say what???

I love the fact that Imogen's creche is so Multicultural. Not only are there children of all different nationalities, but so too are the carers.
One of them is Yasmin. Yasmin is a lovely Indian woman who Imogen just adores. The only problem is that Imogen just can't say her name and considering that Yasmin has an accent herself it makes it all the more difficult - until today.
When I came in to pick her up tonight, Yasmin informed me that Imogen ever so sweetly asked her for help and in her gorgeous sing song voice said:

Can you please come and help me ASS MAN
LMFAO
Only my child, eh?