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Saturday, October 11, 2008
What The Whale...?!!???!!
I love this true happening from the peace and love 70's. Saw it on TV last week with Michael and we laughed our butts off. What a great trip back to the pre-politically correct days. I'd love to have been in the meeting when this idea came up....
I agree with you, JD - would have LOVED to have been in the meeting when this brilliant idea came up! I cannot wait until the next time we trap a big rat in the garage... I have the M-80's all ready to go!
I think the meeting went something like this: Wanna bury it? Nah - I don't wanna bury it. Wanna cut it up? Nah - I don't wanna cut it up. Why don't we just blow the thing up? Okay.
Didn't anyone think of blubber raining down? Gross!
Jaded is a word I sometimes use for something I've done, written, thought, etc... it's been JD'd... or jaded. I even have a publishing company with very few songs that have made even less money called Jaded Songs. Celeste once suggested we name our child Jade if it was a girl, which I thought was perfect should we aspire to raise a stripper. Jade is slang for prostitute and was used as such in literature through the 19th century. It did rise again in popularity a few years ago though, and now I like it - so what do I know. But we had a boy - so moot point. Jade is also a gemstone - typically some shade of green. Green is my favorite color according to aforementioned boy and I think he's right - I do like green.
Nevertheless - this is where I'll share my thoughts. Not because you care or should - but because something must quieten the voices and lull me to sleep at night. This seems the ideal venue and safer than drugs. We'll see.
5 comments:
I'm wondering if you could've collected the "pieces", took them home and made soup or soap or something.
I agree with you, JD - would have LOVED to have been in the meeting when this brilliant idea came up! I cannot wait until the next time we trap a big rat in the garage... I have the M-80's all ready to go!
JD
a classic piece of history! Just the sound of falling whale meat alone is soothing.
"The humor of the entire situation suddenly gave way to a run for survival as huge chunks of whale blubber fell everywhere."
I think the meeting went something like this:
Wanna bury it?
Nah - I don't wanna bury it.
Wanna cut it up?
Nah - I don't wanna cut it up.
Why don't we just blow the thing up?
Okay.
Didn't anyone think of blubber raining down? Gross!
That was freakin hilarious !!! My eyes were watering I was laughing so hard. I mean how stupid do you have to be. Thats greatness !
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