John McCain has been doing a ton of advertising tonight for Joe the Plumber. I checked out his website. He’s the friendliest plumber in all of Amarillo, TX. I wonder what Joe the Plumber did to get this kind of publicity. He’s probably riding high with his cartoon butt crack.
I got this from through the email form from my dear, Toca:
Name: Toca
Email: toca@thetoca.net
Message:
Hello Chandra
It is with a heavy heart that I bring you this news today. It would seem that I have recently received an unexpected inheritance from a distant canine cousin. His name was Mr. Pickles. He was a sharpei living in Unbutu, Arkansas and I (regrettably) barely knew him.
In any case, this letter is to inform you of my resignation as ‘official licker of all things especially metal and pillows and feet’. I enjoyed my time at your behest but I will be taking my leave to find new, grander opportunity elsewhere. I hope you understand.
All the best to you and father.
Your son
-Toca
On The Soup they showed a clip of a show that did a segment on women who get these extremely lifelike doll babies and treat them as though they are real babies. The husband of one of the women said it was strange, but seemed to be alright with it.
Immediately, I asked Stacy how one would deal with that from their mate. How could you accept that the person you love is doing something that is pretty crazy? I mean could you feel the same way about someone when they are doing something that you can not comprehend.
He said, “I’d put up with it. There are much more creepy things out there. I’d think you were a little loony, but if it made you happy, why not?”
That is quite possibly the sweetest thing he’s ever said to me.
On bring your kid to work day, I was in a co-worker’s cube chatting and I said “f*ck” a couple of times and the guys were shushing me. So when I got home I was telling Stacy:
I said, “Today, I was in co-worker’s cube and I kept saying “the F word” and since it was bring your kid to work day, they were shushing me.”
Stacy’s face got white, he said, “why were you saying that?”
I said, ” I say it all the time.”
He said, “What? You say it all the time?”
He looked really disappointed.
I said, “You know I say f*ck all the time.”
He said, “Oh! Oh, good. I thought you said “the N word” not “the F word”.
He was very relieved.
Poor guy thought he was going to have to break up with his girlfriend.