Wednesday, June 13, 2012

No Fires, and No Boogers

How 'bout just a random post?  Because I'm pretty sure I ran off Momma Fargo with my boogers posts - she don't like 'em.

And frankly, I'm sick of the f-i-r-e, though I did find out that one of my friends lost his house.

But we're not talking about fires or boogers.

Shit.

Now what are we going to talk about?

The sunset sure is pretty, the way the fading sunlight reflects off the smo...crap, that's f-word related and we're not talking about that.

We were joking at work today that we need to buy stock in Kleenex because we all have snot...we're not talking about that either...

Oh. My. God.

What is with this whole FIFTY SHADES OF GREY business?  You know, if y'all want to be reading porn, that's your business, but since when does an erotic novel become the subject of such conversation?  Holy shit - everyone and their sister is reading it, and it's all anyone can talk about.

I'm not against porn erotic novels, but for all that's Holy, keep that shit to yourself in the bedroom where it belongs.  I cannot believe how many women are proudly announcing it.  Have you no self-respect?  Stash it under the mattress next to your hubby's Penthouse.

Gah!

3 comments:

Leiah said...

I told That Man the other night that I was amazed at all the women who were reading this 'mommy porn' and going so crazy over it. He said - and I quote - "That's because they're not getting the real stuff." After I stopped laughing and told him no, I hadn't read it he said, "I rest my case." Good gravy, I love him!

On another note, we've got friends there in Ft C and they're hoping the 'stuff-that-starts-with-an-F' doesn't reach their cabin. Praying for all of y'all!

Momma Fargo said...

I'm so glad you didn't write about shit or boogers or fire. I'm so glad you wrote about porn. It's a much better topic. LMAO.

Yes. All my friends are talking about and I think they are worked up when they call me and frankly it grosses me out.

Allenspark Lodge said...

Well, I know you don't want any news on the f-i- word, but that cute little cabin we all had great times at - doesn't exist any more, 'cause it was smack dab in the middle of the burn area. I can't imagine what that area looks like now, and to think, we almost built out business there, instead of here.
Mom