Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Get Back to Work, Slacker

Work. Hmm. Whose idea was this? Between my R Man's chemo and our wild railroading adventure, I haven't been in the office very much for a while so being back these last couple of days has been almost refreshing. Almost. Certainly, I am not so lost to sensibilities that I enjoy listening to the pubic kvetch about the free classes I organize for the ingrates, but the mind-numbing familiarity of it all is sort of soothing.

So I was looking for an picture of a ball and chain to illustrate this quandary and ran across this:
Is that a Real Person with a Vagina Girl on the right? (I realize it appears to be a Real Girl sans Vagina on the left, but that's neither here nor there.) Could there be a less likely looking couple? And could she hold onto such a cutie without a chain? Inquiring minds want to know.


  1. Is that big inflated spikey thing a "vagina" then? I've often wondered what one looked like.

  2. Is this the first time you've used the word "vagina" on your blog?

  3. Fag Hags will hold onto their gays by any means necessary.

  4. Miss J's inquiring mind wants to know how that guy gets filed under "beefcake"...


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