a (second) message from a massive purple bruise I picked up over the weekend
“So. Can I point out that this new yellowing phase makes me look a bit like Toshirô Mifune? Or is that what you humans call a ‘hate crime’ nowadays…?
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She was in the kitchen preparing to boil eggs for breakfast.
He walked in; She turned and said,
"You’ve got to make love to me this very moment."
His eyes lit up and he thought,
"This is my lucky day."
Not wanting to lose the moment, he embraced her
and then gave it his all;
right there on the kitchen table.
Afterwards she said,
"Thanks,"
and returned to the stove.
More than a little puzzled, he asked,
Squeeze a little lime juice on it (good excuse to make a margarita), sit out in the sun for a while, and you will have a nice red rash instead of that nasty yellow bruise. No more hate crime.
Well, unless Ward Churchill shows up.
I thought I had a bruise that looked like Won Ton Ton the dog that Saved Hollywood, but when I mentioned it to my wife at Wal-Mart, Keye Luke appeared and punched me in the face.
I once picked up a bruise, but it was late, I was tired and a little buzzed on Zima, and it was hitchhiking in the rain on a cold night. I could have just driven on by, but it looked so pitiful standing there, dripping wet. In retrospect I probably should have — it was not the most congenial traveling companion.
You admit you’re the yellow jewish peril?
*laughs*
Sorry – Hate Crime it is. Please stand by for re-education and an ice pack.
She was in the kitchen preparing to boil eggs for breakfast.
He walked in; She turned and said,
"You’ve got to make love to me this very moment."
His eyes lit up and he thought,
"This is my lucky day."
Not wanting to lose the moment, he embraced her
and then gave it his all;
right there on the kitchen table.
Afterwards she said,
"Thanks,"
and returned to the stove.
More than a little puzzled, he asked,
"What was that all about?"
She explained:
"The egg timer’s broken."
Ouchi Hematoma would be more fitting.
Bruises are always so pretty once they reach that jaundiced stage.
Not to mention, deadly with a sword!
Squeeze a little lime juice on it (good excuse to make a margarita), sit out in the sun for a while, and you will have a nice red rash instead of that nasty yellow bruise. No more hate crime.
Well, unless Ward Churchill shows up.
At which point he’d call my penis a little Eichman.
To which I’d reply, tartly, "Little? You better feel again, Tonto."
Because I’m RACIST.
"Why must everybody laugh at my mighty sword?"– Randy Neuman
Is that the ‘Drunken Angel’ Mifune, the ‘Rashomon’ Mifune or the ‘Hign And Low’ Mifune? He was so good in all of them.
The Musashi Mifune.
Hey Jeff…. Get yer own. (Background here).
Whatever one looks like a yellowish Earl Campbell.
I thought I had a bruise that looked like Won Ton Ton the dog that Saved Hollywood, but when I mentioned it to my wife at Wal-Mart, Keye Luke appeared and punched me in the face.
So I guess I sorta feel your pain. Kinda.
Is there anyone more charmed by Jeff G. than … Jeff G.?
I once picked up a bruise, but it was late, I was tired and a little buzzed on Zima, and it was hitchhiking in the rain on a cold night. I could have just driven on by, but it looked so pitiful standing there, dripping wet. In retrospect I probably should have — it was not the most congenial traveling companion.
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