These are actual, unedited, comments I’ve received on this blog. They fit so perfectly together, I fashioned them into a crass conversation between two friends. Can you find yours?
I’ll be 80 and still find Uranus hysterical.
What an awesome perspective you have! Heaven only knows my husband probably loves his more than he loves me.
Sheesh! Depending on the size of Uranus, that could be a heck of a lot of love. We’re nearly in that same boat. My husband is the same way.
My condolences. For shame, husband. For shame. Although, I’m sure my husband is counting the days (minutes) until it breaks so he can justify a new, sleeker one!
We just keep waiting for ours to kick the bucket. But we’re hoping it holds out until tax return time. And I’m the tech person in our house, so I am going to have to get some outside help when we do upgrade, because I’m clueless times ten.
Something tells me an upgrade that is not quite as well-endowed physically will be on your doorstep before football starts!
Tee-hee. Uranus. Whomever named that planet must have been on some weird crap that day. Maybe it was all the Beavis and Butthead growing up.
Suffice to say, I love my commenters. It’s nice to know there are others in bloggyland who share my tasteless middle school humor.
Disclaimer: I cheated a bit and used comments from two weeks ago (I actually wrote this post last week, but didn’t make it in time to link up). Thanks to Liz, over at BBCD for coming up with this idea.