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9 Rejected titles for this post

  1. James at 15 (or, The Lance Kerwin Experience)
  2. My bologna has a first name, and it’s “Keith.”
  3. Nothing beats a hot-buttered biscuit — except maybe two hot-buttered biscuits!
  4. Brazenly flouting established due process rules since 1977
  5. I find the duck to be the funniest of all God’s creatures. You?
  6. Dude, are those gummie worms? Sweeeeet!
  7. What the fuck is a “corn nut”?
  8. Piper Perabo
  9. Yam

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related in no way. Also quite unrelated.

8 Replies to “9 Rejected titles for this post”

  1. James Joyner says:

    Whatever happened to James at 15?  That was a good show.  Too bad it’s not in syndication.

    And, man, two hot buttered biscuits is hard to beat!

  2. Wendy says:

    Ducks are OK. But my money’s with the goat.

    When you stink… You’ve got the goat.

    When your confused…You’re as lost as Hogan’s goat.

    When you screw up…You’re the goat.

    When you annoy someone…You’ve got their goat.

    When you annoy my cliche challenged friend Drew…You’ve gotten beside his goat.

    Don’t goat me started!Duck!

  3. jeremy says:

    You, sir, are a liar.

    I worked with your bologna.  I was friends with your bologna.  And your Bologna’s name, sir, was Francisco Rodrigo Domingez Montoya Escobal III.

    “Keith”, indeed.

  4. Jeff G says:

    Never, ever claim to be friends with another man’s bologna.  Ever.

  5. Zeb Trout says:

    “Keith”…I’ve been giggling uncontrollably now for 15 minutes. I tried to explain it to the wife…failed miserably.  Zen humor, can’t explain it.

  6. Drumwaster says:

    I’m partial to the platypus, myself. And I’m still trying to figure out “Grape-Nuts”, so I’ll have to get back to you on corn nuts…

  7. jeremy says:

    Mmmmmmm.  Grape-Nuts recipes.

    And honestly, officer, I was just asking the bologna for directions.  I barely knew the guy…..uh….I mean, the lunchmeat.

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