Monday, February 06, 2006

Something to be Tagged by...

So, Wendi tagged me a while back, and I'm just now getting around to it. I decided to add a few things first, entitled THINGS I HATE (the two are NOT related, so no worries) :

Things I hate!

1. raw meat. I HATE raw meat! I don't like it bleeding and juicing all over the countertops, i don't like it gushing on my plate. two words: well done.
2. clothes that are dry clean only. (then what's the point of having a washer and dryer?)
3. dishes that are not dishwasher safe. (I hate to do dishes. In fact, I'll spend an extra 15 minutes trying to get that last pan to fit in the dishwasher just so I don't have to wash it by hand.)
4. movies that are depressing (and leave you with a feeling of wanting to jump off a bridge or rip off your fingernails one by one just to be able to feel again.)
5. spilled milk. (I hate milk in general, the kids hide their sippy cups, it gets sour, it curdles! And YES, I cry over spilled milk--so don't do it!)

Now, onto my tagged post:

something awkward: when you have to funk up the bathroom at someone else's house.

something risky: farting in an elevator and hoping no one is waiting when the doors open.

something funny: I still laugh at my farts.

something embarrassing: having really stinky gas and being the only one standing in the bread isle at the grocery store when someone you know walks by and wants to chat...

something I don't understand: why some gas has to stink really, REALLY bad...and in the same night, it's like a breath of fresh air. (Oh, that and how is it that people can stand their "own brand" but no one else's? I just don't get it.)

something I'm worried about: that when we die, potty humor will no longer be funny.

11 comments:

  1. Your post speaks to me on so many levels today. I detest touching raw meat. I try to wash dry clean only clothes! :) I detest washing dishes to the point where they will sit for days until I unload the dishwasher and reload. And oh yes, the most embarrasing... forgetting to flush when you funk up the bathroom at someone else's (boyfriend's) house. How does this happen!?!?

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  2. oh dear...you crazy girl...

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  3. ha ha, so very true on so many levels! And the farting/toilet humor has better be in heaven or your whole family is shit out of luck.... literlly

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  4. something amazing: that you can answer all of those questions with farts.

    you're killing me...;)

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  5. You are NOT right, lol! Yes, the dry clean only ticks me off too. I did once say screw it and washed it. I then immediately threw it out, LOL!

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  6. Hahahahahahahaha!

    That's all.

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  7. I don't do dishes. I've thrown stuff away that didn't fit in the dishwasher and looked to tough to tackle.

    Farting in public, yeah I hate that too. When it echoes back to you, that's when it's time to change the diet.

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  8. lol. it`s funny how fart dominated this tag!

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  9. I'm noticing a theme here...now we know not only does the gas keep you awake, the pondering gas keeps you awake, too.

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  10. I hate milk too, I hate to touch the milk jug to touch any milk that has spilled. It just wigs me out. I am better than I was in the past, I used to refuse to get the milk at the store. Sometimes I think I am the reason they ask if you want your milk in a bag.

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  11. Can I just say I love you. Someone else who loves farts as much as I do, my true soul mate ;)

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Oh come on-- the least you can do is say HELLO!! You didn't come all this way to turn around and walk away, did you? DID YOU??