Tuesday, November 3, 2009

100% Irony Free


Have you ever used StumbleUpon.com?

If you like to spend your free time on the computer.. waait free time, what is that exactly? Oh yes I remember, the last time I actually had "free time" I was in college. In between the hours of 10am and 10pm, that was free time. It was the time that I should have been attending class or studying in the library. Instead I spent my days nursing hangovers with a pen and a pad trying to put together the missing pieces of the night before. Searching for answers to more important questions like how did my pants legs get covered in mud? Where did my bra go? Where did my car go? And whose puke is this in my hair? Ahhh, good times, college...

OK so where was I...free time.

Well if you have ANY and you like to spend it AWAY from the computer doing something more constructive, than walk away from the light and do not Stumble over to StumbleUpon dot com. However, if you are like me and have transformed your once magazine addiction to now an internet addiction than come on in, the light is warm, and don't worry, I have sat on the scary little lady from Poltergeist, she won't bother you any more.

It was through StumbleUpon that I stumbled on a great site-- a site listing hundreds of BumperStickers. I know, how cool is that? I am so tempted to go out any buy some printable car magnets, so I can share these great quotes with the WORLD. But I wont' because I am still trying to make friends and if I drive around with a sticker that says "Kids in the backseat cause accidents.... accidents in the backseat cause kids." It may not be sending the right message.

It was here on this website that an unfortunate accident happened and I singed all of my nasal hairs when coffee unexpectidly gushed through my nose like a mating whale's blow hole, because this is some funny stuff. So I thought that I would share my happy yet uncomfortable moment with you.

OK, you want to know the real truth? Truth is, I just committed to NaNoWriMo 2009, which is a challenge to write a novel in a month of over 50,000 words...and after writing into the wee hours of the night last night, my creativity is pretty much sapped. So today we can all enjoy someone else's cleverness. Check these out...

A bartender is just a pharmacist with a limited inventory.

Just plead the Fifth -- or drink it -- either way.

All stressed out and nobody to choke!

Ass, gas or grass, nobody rides for free.

Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder...

BOMB SQUAD: If you see me running you better catch up!

Children are like farts: your own are just about tolerable but everyone else's are horrendous.

Could You Drive Any Better If I Shoved That Cell Phone Up Your Ass?

It's lonely at the top, but you eat better.

And my favorite..

I break for........................OH SHIT NO BRAKES

5 comments:

Daffy said...

Awesome! That is my kinda site. I heart bumperstickers!

Everyone is doing this novel thingie... I'm so jealous! One day I may have the balls to jump on it. Oh... I do have balls that I carry in my purse, but those are hubs. I mean that one day I may have balls of my own

Uptown Girl said...

I'm checking the website tomorrow morning. Those are hilario! I've done enough goofing off in my work hours today and have to now cram... I think college prepared me to work this way.

Uptown Girl said...

I'm checking the website tomorrow morning. Those are hilario! I've done enough goofing off in my work hours today and have to now cram... I think college prepared me to work this way.

Charisse and Holly said...

Children are like farts...is my favorite! Why is that so true?! Thanks for coming by today. Holly at lifelaughlatte.blogspot.com

Charisse and Holly said...

Leopard printed depends! LOL We could totally market them to the under 60 crowd. Make them look super hip. Moms wearing white pants in the commercials to show off their leopard print diapers! Giggling now just writing it. Thanks for coming by. Oh...and check out my sidebar next time to see the Movie Club we are starting. Cheers, Holly at lifelaughlatte.blogspot.com