Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
Why it pays to go to a board certified ear, nose, and throat doctor
Meanwhile, over at Chelicera, Karen reviews the gruesome history of the Mississippi Flood of 1927. (Don’t freak over the title. She’s being sarcastic. Or ironic. One of those.)
Those who don’t remember history are condemned to repeat it, right?
D.
Given the nature of your joke I hope you won’t read anything into this, but I imagined you with a much deeper voice.
I did an audio post on my first blog. I took it off because I have a ridiculous, twelve-year-old voice.
Very cool. So now you can blog from anywhere. Antarctica, with a cellphone.*
Also, to quote Randall from Clerks: “Thirty-seven?”
PS: My magic word is “vmuoo”. When, o when, will it be “ala peanut butter sandwiches”?
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* Sounds a bit like a game of Clue, don’t it?
Maureen: yeah, well, you should have heard me talk before the operation.
Pat: Wasn’t it a lot more than 37? I can’t remember the exact number.
Clerks rocked.
My secret word: wshcxl, which to me means, “Wash cancel”. What you might do if your laptop controlled all your appliances?
No, it was exactly 37. I distinctly remember Randal saying “Thirty-seven?” and Veronica saying “You told him?”
nkvwqk — the only thing I can come up with is it’s close to NKVD, which predates the KGB. (Sadly, I know that from a Batman comic, where he faced off against not only KGBeast but the NKVDemon…)
I *so* saw that punchline coming a mile away.
Snort.
It is fun to hear your voice! And you sound so young! I don’t know why, but I’m always surprised when I hear peoples voices – I think I imagined you deeper and more gravelly, instead your voice is gentle :o)
I so want to meet you and Maureen!
I’m trying to remember better jokes (or stories). Right now, I’m speechless ;o)
I’ve heard the Voice of Doug!
Now all I need to have my day be complete is be touched by the Flying Spaghetti Monster’s Noodly Appendage.
*wishes real hard*