So, y’all really seem to love TMI Thursdays. And, you know, any post where I give you a glimpse into my daily humiliation and the ridiculous, disgusting, shameful world that is my everyday life.
Which I totally get. No, really, it’s cool. I mean, who doesn’t love some old-fashioned slapsticky vaudeville? I’m like the Lucille Ball of blogging.
Anyhoosits, since there’s been some newbies stopping by lately (HI I LOVE YOU AND YOU SMELL REAL PRETTY), I figured perhaps it was time to create a Hit List, AKA The Posts Most Likely to Make You Laugh Out Loud At Me, Not With Me. Basically, I’m trying to save you the trouble of weeding through the many and varied crazy corners of my mind represented on this wee bloggette, and lead you straight to the somewhat-funnies. Also, then perhaps we can all avoid the embarrassment of you reading some of this mindless drivel total crap actually, I’m sticking with mindless drivel. Really, I’m just thinking of you. And my dignity. But mostly you.
Ta-daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…
TMI Thursday: Pee-Pee Envy
How could I not?
Maybe the Beach Boys Are In The Market For a New Frontman…
In which I shamelessly beg all of you to get me a new job.
A Lazy Sunday Afternoon, and Nipples.
They’re so cute when they’re excited!
The Heat is On, The Heat is O-On
Basically, my whole life is lollipops and kittens and I’m still not happy. God, I’m an ass.
Stealth, Thy Name is LiLu: Confessions of a 4-Year-Old Kleptomaniac
Also, bacon panties! Wheeeeee!
The Dead Horse: Watch Me Beat It
Because no one’s ever complained about the DC Metro before.
Bitches are Crazy and Doods are Dumb
My own wee life philosophy.
For your amusement: a very unfortunate milk incident.
Sounds Like Something I’d Say: My Weekend, In a Nutshell
EFF YOU, UHAUL.
I Bought You a Taquito
True love is expressed via cheap Mexican food. Is there any other way?
Eye-Fucking Works, or How I Ended Up With A Hill Staffer In My Bed
The night I eye-fucked met B
The Psyche of a Good (Nay, a Great) Bartender
‘Nuff said.
So, there you have it. With my most sincere apologies. Love your guts!
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No, love YOUR guts.
Bitches are Crazy and Doods are Dumb…oh, you are a wise one, LiLu.
Creating “Greatest Hits” albums is what artists do when they sell out or are too lazy to post new content. Way to lazy your way out of today’s posting.
Frecks: Smooches, lady.
Lem: My one great contribution to American literature… and you mock.
Doug: Oh, apparently we’re busting chops today, eh?? I’ll be right over.
Don’t you have some files you should be shredding right now?
Ahhh, the memories.
Question: why are there two of the same pictures of Lucy? Just wonderin’…
Fearless: I wish I’d ever done anything important enough here to warrant shredding.
Foggy: Stupid work computer. I think I fixed it…