Weird enough to post a cartoon I know you can't read. Pretty weird, huh? If you're lucky, Monika will drop by and tell you what it says.
Sylvie of Crazy Fat Lady Blues tagged me, and I guess I'll play, since I have nothing to say anyway, and all day to say it.
Here are the rules:
The first player of this game starts with the topic "five weird habits that I have," and people who get tagged need to write an entry about their five weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. (That was what it said, otherwise, believe me I would not have stated it clearly. I would have messed it up, just because I'm that kinda gal.)
In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and link to their web journals. Don’t forget to leave a comment in their blog or journal that says "You are tagged" (assuming they take comments) and tell them to read yours in order to get the rules.
I have weirdness to spare. So this is easy.
1. I support Planned Parenthood just because I believe in stopping crime at its source.
2. I talk to myself. I like dealing with an intelligent, better-class person.
3. I still have some ashes that I intend to scatter. From three different dead relatives. I keep'em in my closet. I've scattered some of the ashes for each one of these people, but the supply of ashes exceeded the demand, ifyaknowwhatImean. The weird habit part is that I dust them. I don't think havin' the ashes is weird. Do you? You people!
4. I have people thinking that I have energy. But the truth is I don't. In fact, I'm trying to arrange my life so I don't even have to be in it.
5. I think anything worth saying is worth saying three times. At a minimum. At least. You just can't say something enough. Or more. So I say things over. Again.
I'm a bit too lazy to tag someone else. I expect some of you to volunteer. If you're reading this lousy blog, you got nothin' to do. So, go tag yourself. You guys.
19 comments:
This "weird things" is a good meme. I will keep it in mind for a future post.
You are storing three dead relatives at your house. Maybe you should open up a storage place for the dead. Just call it Transistions.
I know a tad of German. The reindeer is telling Santa that he is fat.
I cannot read German. Knowing you, I bet this cartoon is a riot.
Now, if Mr. BFC could post my five weird habits, that would be interesting.
Yeah, Jamie, I think that's right. And Santa's saying something about not belonging there? (Help, Monika!)
Thanks for not tagging anyone. That's the best part of the post.
My uncle Olin is in a file cabinet. One of these days, someone has to throw him out the car window while driving through Georgia.
Or better yet, I can hire my friend to fly me to Georgia in a single engine airplane, and throw him out the airplane window. That would make for some mega-scattering. I might be able to cover 1/2 the state!
"Gosh I think I didn't get in here right."
"And I think you're too fat."
Right, Monika?
Okay, I'll do it, not today... next week. Only five? That's going to be easy.
Talking to yourself is definitely not weird. Is it? No it's not weird. Good that's what I thought... Shhh, we're talking out loud again.
Who cares what Santa and Rudolph are saying. I want to know why there's a little mouse on Rudolph. What's his story?
Doug, yeah, I get pretty much the same... "Mist" I had to look up... "Muck" was the translation I found. That would make it roughly something like,
"Muck! I think I didn't get in here properly!" "And I think you're too fat".
Sorry, I was reading the post again and talking to Lynette at the same time about what we are going to have for Christmas dinner...and the computer was typing everything I said! hmnf, and we hadn't even finished discussing appetizers yet...
Muck??? Are you positive that one letter in "muck" should be changed to F?
LI, in a loose translation, the "f" word would probably work better!
Sorry guys. A post with a reference to me and I am not here. I knew I would miss something if I were without a PC for two days.
The cartoon is about difference of perspectives. Doug got it pretty close, but of course he would ;)
Santa is saying that teh chimney is supposed to be blamed for him not getting into it, while Rudolf tells Santa that it is his horizontally challanged waist line that is the problem.
Santa:"Shit. I think I can´t get into this chimney"
Rudolf:"And I think you are too fat."
German humour: an aquired taste indeed ;)
Dusting the remaining ashes - bwaaaaa!
And would you look at Doug & Monika showing off their language skills. Well, neither translated what the mouse-like creature perched on Ruldoph said, so I'm not all that impressed. ;)
Yeah, I know Sar...but Sanskrit is a language Doug and I are still trying to master. So far we have agreed on the first pre-aspiration of the ´h´ conforming to our modern day, "geez!". But that of course is conjecture!
Haha, Monika. What we need is a Rosetta stone for mice. I'll leave a cheese label in the garage.
Yes Doug, make sure the cheese label is attached to something that snaps!
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