Sunday, May 28, 2006

A shout-out to my man Joke.

I was on the phone for a really long time today, and have pretty much talked myself into a pulp. I may even have exhausted my verbal abilities. No, really. And I feel the need to do something somewhat less frivolous with the rest of the day, so I'm indulging in a meme.

Sunday Meme: Word Beads

Word Beads for May 28, 2006


The object is to string the above words into a sentence.

"Girt, as was his custom from time immemorial, in a maroon madras plaid jockstrap (and nothing else) Joke strode, glowing with a combination of self-tanner and oil, onto the stage of the Florida Body Builder's Tournament, feeling pleased, that, as he was about to achieve the status of myth, it was to be in such a salutary fashion."


  1. ah yes, laughter is good for the soul. Thanks for sharing!

    cannot stop laughing...

  2. Dear God, woman! Do you have ANY IDEA how much alcohol it's going to take to burn that image from my brain? I might have to dip into the narcotics stash just so I can sleep tonight!

    Um, okay, so I was planning to do that anyway. But now I'll HAVE TO. I hope you're happy.

  3. I was reading 'Girt' as a name, vs. say, clad. Then I was trying to work Joke into the mix, and tsk-tsk-tsking your grammar.

    Then I read it r e a l l y s l o w l y and am laughing still. And yes - argh - my eyes - the imagery!

  4. Now that is some visual you painted.

  5. Let the record show I do NOT USE SELF TANNER.



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