Just surfing around while doing laundry at Delta Foxtrot’s place. I’m housesitting the kitties and the fishies for a week. Anyway, surfing around them internets when I found this. It’s a video of what it might look like to blast out into space past our galaxy and to the next closest ones and even beyond.
Of course, the web isn’t just for fascinating things, like this, it’s also for awesome shit like this. Enjoy. You’re welcome.
I got this email forwarded to me by Mudbutt. He prefaced the email by saying that the best part of all of it was that he wasn’t even there. I debated for a day or two whether to post it here, but I just HAD to. It’s pretty damn funny.
Greetings:
We are going to need the money back that John Doe lent you at Rick’s Strip Club. He spent over $400 buying lap dances/drinks for everyone (not himself he says–ummm, right). We can’t afford to spend that much money and I am definitely not okay with it spent on filth. You know how many dances/drinks you got out of it so please tally it up and send the check to:
John or Jane Doe
XXXX Random Lane
Hometown, WA 98XXX
The only people I know of who where there for sure are Mudbutt, Rico and Tubbs so please let the other guys know they need to pay too–again the total was around $400 and I am expecting all of it back.
Thank you and I look forward to receiving your check in the mail.
Jane Doe
P.S. No, I am not joking.
P.P.S. The next time you go out to do “single guy stuff,” please do not include my husband. He is a married man and though you may not yet understand it, this kind of thing is not acceptable in a marriage.
Lady’s telling the immature ‘single guy’ people that this kind of thing is not acceptable, but her husband thinks it is. WHOA, hey now!