bloggers: TMI? No such thing!
I would like to say that Live It, Love It’s TMI Thursday entry, while potentially unsettling for some, just cracked me the hell up. I won’t give it away, but here’s a snippet:
It was absolutely awful. I was getting closer and closer to hysterics as I started imagining having to go to the E.R. and (gulp) explain what had happened.
Any time a story includes that, you know it has to be good, right? If I’d been drinking anything, it would be all over my keyboard and monitor right now. It’s completely SFW, but if any of you menfolk are squeamish about a woman’s funky fresh flow, I’d skip it. This TMI Thursday is something I learned about at the recent blogger happy hour. I’m not 100% sure I want to participate, but I will definitely enjoy reading others’ contributions.
Thanks for the shout out! And the validation. I was slightly afraid I went too far this time…
VINDICATED! There is no such thing as TMI!
latest entry: TMI Thursday: Playing Operation, Life-Sized!
Long live TMI Thursdays! You really should join in… I was a bit hesitant at first, but then I realized that I’ve done a lot more embarassing things in public than write a blog post about poop. I’ll expect something fun from you next week 😉
latest entry: The Poop Time Principle
Aaaahhhh. Diesel Sweeties. There’s a blast from our collective past.
It was a good read. Any time a woman starts talking about the ‘cooch, I am there.
And from what I can tell from her eyes, she’s pretty hawt.
And she’s named after LeeLoo Dallas MultiPass! Sweet!
But what do I know?
I know that I will never participate in TMI Thursday; that’s one thing.
I have a reputation to protect. Defend. Un-sully. Something like that.
latest entry: Stalk Your Favorite Authors
You know I have that shirt, right? I wear it quite a bit. It makes people look at my tits.
Bloody Mary anyone? Can I order mine extra clumpy?