All that money and they bought a Vizio?

"Understanding Women" is now out in paperback.

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Edited February 1, 201214 yr by Wmcmanus

Is that the abridged version?

Cliff notes

And it comes with a free "Understanding Men" pamphlet. Extended from the original one sheet version.

And it comes with a free "Understanding Men" pamphlet. Extended from the original one sheet version.

Too long, didn't read.

All that money and they bought a Vizio?

From that viewing distance, you would think they would go with a Pany VT30 plasma or a Sony LED LCD.

Yep, I for one never understood a woman's knobs, some of them hidden even. Tweak the knobs too hard and you get slapped. Go too easy on them and you get ignored. It's all too confusing. Gaydom is so much easier.

Edited February 2, 201214 yr by Spychedelic Whale

Actooly, I was thinking that the hardness of cultural apoliticocorrectisism

is now most apparent in cyberspace postings.

IOW, our decent into madness now resides fully in a place that doesn't exist.

Liberally liquored and typing from my MacBookPro ... like a boss!

Liberally liquored and typing from my MacBookPro ... like a boss!

Edited February 2, 201214 yr by Grahame

"Oh, COME ON!"

Appears more NSFW than it is.

First ones free

Edited February 2, 201214 yr by mikeymad

epic palindrome

"Dammit I’m Mad"

by

Demetri Martin

Dammit I’m mad.

Evil is a deed as I live.

God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.

To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.

Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?

Man, it is hot. I’m in it. I tell.

I am not a devil. I level “Mad Dog”.

Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,

In my halo of a mired rum tin.

I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.

Is evil in a clam? In a trap?

No. It is open. On it I was stuck.

Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.

Be still if I fill its ebb.

Ew, a spider… eh?

We sleep. Oh no!

Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.

Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.

Both, one… my names are in it.

Murder? I’m a fool.

A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,

A Goddam level I lived at.

On mail let it in. I’m it.

Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!

A loss it is alas (sip). I’d assign it a name.

Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:

“Sir, I deliver. I’m a dog”

Evil is a deed as I live.

Dammit I’m mad.

Edited February 2, 201214 yr by aardvark baguette

IOW, our decent into madness now resides fully in a place that doesn't exist.

The kitchen?

Edited February 2, 201214 yr by bhjazz