Saturday, July 15, 2006

Man of La Poncho*

Of course our friend from here could always cover up with this stunner.

And, yes, I do wonder if the left hand knows what the right hand is doing.

* (with apologies to Signor de Cervantes although it could be described as quixotic in that it is foolishly impractical)

Thursday, July 06, 2006


"Gee willikers Pop, why do you suppose everyone is staring at us like this?"
"Well junior, it could be our stunning father and son cable ensembles."
"But Pop, that lady is laughing... she just called me 'Rimmer'. Why do you suppose that is?"
"Golly son, how should i know. It's probably some commie word for 'very stylish'"
"Wowee Pop do you reckon so?"
"Well sure Junior! It's simply years since you went all cable-sweater-hypnosis on us..."

who you calling sissy?

Of late i have been hearing many a young man opine that new-wave feminism has robbed them of their masculinity. they feel lost and abandoned and without purpose - told off for holding open doors for a lady, no longer always the highest earner in a relationship... a freak! i naturally thought this ridiculous - if you cant classify yourself without comparison then you dont have a very strong sense of identity.

then i saw this.

i take it back guys, you need help.

Be Discreet!

"hey everyone! I just farted!"

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Now I've heard of crappy knitting, but....

eBay strikes again.

Yes, we do know what she means, but the mind does boggle and I've this brown boucle in stash...