Via Jesus' General ... and Just in Time for Mother's Day
Only on the internet could we have ever seen the phrases seen here:
Because it turns out there's appropriate lingerie to buy Mum, apparently.
I feel the above remark wins the "Image-I-Beg-You-to-Stab-Me-in-the-Frontal-Lobe-With-an-Icepick-to-Remove" award.
O, I promise, I will.
And no. There is no such thing as "appropriate lingerie" to buy one's own mother. Cotton pajamas are sleepwear. A dressing gown is loungewear. Anyone buying mum actual lingerie is automatically entered in the grand Norman Bates/Oedipus Rex sweepstakes.
Labels: Angst, Creative Aquisitions Dept., Disgusting, Disturbing, Funny, General, Memory, Psychology, Random, Sickening, the art of the blog
3 Comments:
Eew! Anything other than slippers should be avoided. That advice is worse than that told by Jeff Foxworthy - in the lamars class: after the birth do NOT have sex. I remember him doing a red-neck impression, saying from the maternity ward: well put him in his cot, it's a shame to waste this semi-private room, Sweetpea x
So ... what'd your kids get you?
Anything I ask for... NOW!
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