This is fucking priceless. Just when I thought that I was sick of the increasing ubiquity of cameras, stuff like this happens.
There should have been a camera rolling yesterday when I tried pumping a new bottle of Chloraseptic into my mouth. I looked at the nozzle as I was still squeezing the pump and a blast of the oral anesthetic hit me in the eye. Stupid? Yes. Funny? You betcha.

Great... I haven't even published this blog and already Chelsea Clinton is texting me. My response: WNT U 2 QUT TXTNG ME ITS OVR.
All caps? Yeah... I went there.
Where are the Gore sisters when I need them?
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