Monday, July 13, 2009
"And prehistoric creatures may come flying out of my butt!" OR, how I spent my weekend.
"Do you think if you stuck one of these up your butt it would work?"
"Well, probably. I mean, your butt isn't necessarily WET, but it's warm, and I bet the coating would melt given enough time."
"I will totally buy you a drink if you stick one of those up your butt."
"AND, if at the end of the night you produce a prehistoric creature, I will buy you ANOTHER drink."
I'm not sure if I should admit that I'm actually considering it."
No prehistoric creatures were injured, killed or even produced last weekend. But my offer still stands.