Showing them how it’s done.
Sunday, Sunday, Gettin’ down on Sunday.
Man, slip n’ slides sure have come a long way since my childhood’s version of just a tarp held into the ground with rusty nails and a hose.
First, in a very shameless way, I am going to ask, or beg, or lure you in with this here pocket watch I hypnotically swing in front of your eyes, to please give my company a vote for our chance to win $25,000, which would help us launch really cool things. Like maybe things that will lead to this thing that will somehow be related to this other thing and maybe influence this third thing here and then boom…we cured cancer. Click here to vote once per email address!
What happened this week, let’s see, Andy loses the my pain is worse than childbirth competition with me again, y’all recommended a bajillion amazing vacation spots and a ka-trillion weird ass movies to me, and JLo and Marc Anthony broke up. Yeah, no link there, I had nothing to do with it, that guy is fucking creepy.
Oh wait, and I am apparently a BlogHer Voice of the Year. Which makes since since this is the first year I am not going.
I’m doing this whole Spotify thing, I have no idea what it is, but apparently it has to do with listening to whatever song you want on demand and it, like, synches with every electrical device in a 3 mile radius, including your vibrator and your neighbor’s garage door opener. Kinda like Napster but less illegal, so that basically means if they make a movie about it, Justin Timberlake won’t be in it, thank God. If you would like an invite, just click here.
Also, I have no idea how to pronounce Spotify. I mean, are we just making up sounds as words now, because I want that job.
In fact, fuck it, I am starting my own Facebook/Twitter/Google+/Pinterest/Pandora social networking site called DonkeyYipe, so tickle me on there, and I’ll put you in my friend rhombus. Hell, you can even Face to Face DonkeyYipe me if you want. But it’s still in beta and not open to the public, so if you want an invite just email me and I will send you the Mad Libs pre-invitation test and then based on that and your credit score, DonkeyYipe will send you a formal invitation within 24-4 MILLION hours.
And now for other cool shit from the internet…
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My kids have a double slip’n’slide with a splash pool at the end.
All I had was the yellow banana slip n slide, remember that?
That DonkeyYipe part made me laugh so hard I spit coffee on my laptop. I totally want to be in your rhombus.
Pretty sure it turns your neighbors vibrator on too. Coming home from church to explain that rattling in the drawer by the bed might be entertaining with all the windows open with the heat and all.
The donkey hope thing is fabulous!! You should start that.
gahhh the orange chicken link seems to have a virus, I’m still trying to scrub it out
OH NO! Weird, it was fine for me, but thanks for telling me, I removed it. NO ORANGE CHICKEN FOR US!
This is great. I’ve been looking for a way to sync my vibrator so that it can automatically play Boyz to Men’s “I’ll make love to you”.
Technology rocks.
Can you invite me? [email protected]
So is that why my vibrator goes faster every time I am listening to Ozzy and completely shuts off mid-orgasm as the garage door is opening? Well, now there is a site…masturbating to Ozzy while my kids are coming through the garage.
Just voted for ya on all 3 of my emails
We didn’t have a slip n slide but the neighbors did and we weren’t allowed to use it because my mother swore that we would get injured and I still remember sitting in the backyard watching them use the slip n slide and being so jealous that they got to do all of the cool things.
This being the neighbor whose kid has only 3 toes because something got stuck in the lawnmower and he decided it was a good idea to kick it loose with flip flops on.
Maybe it wasn’t the slip n slide as much as it was the crazy neighbors (who also used their lawnmower like a hedge trimmer from their front porch.)
Tell your hubby to be careful on the Slip n’ Slide…..I limped for a week after telling my kids they were slip n sliding like pansies and showed them the right way.
I didn’t realize that you weren’t going to BlogHer. I was looking forward to finally meeting you. Especially since I write for (with?) you and for all I know you could be a serial killer type who pays me. And now I’ll never know.
WTH?! I’ve been looking forward to meeting you since I got my BlogHer ticket. I’m so, so sad now.
You aren’t going?
Total BULLSHIT.
Is that the Buzz Light Year slip and slide? We have that one but we can’t keep the top part from traveling down the slide WITH the kids…still funny to watch.