Brooklyn Tony ON GETTING OLDER

Brooklyn Tony was sitting on a park bench munching on one candy bar after another.

After the 6th one a man on the bench across from him said, "Son, you know eating all that candy isn’t good for you. It will give you acne, rot your teeth, and make you fat."

Brooklyn Tony replied, "You know, my grandfather lived to be 107 years old."

The man asked, "Did your grandfather eat 6 candy bars at a time?"

Brooklyn Tony answered, "No, he minded his own fucking business."

[via And She Knits Too]

Joy is coming over today and is going to give me some spinning lessons!  It’s about time I got serious with the spinning and shame on me for letting it slide to the wayside.

Recently, very very recently The Boar said something heinous.  Those who have met him will tell you he is Prince Charming.  And I’m not saying he’s not Prince Charming – most of the time.  The other times – well, because my mother raised a L-A-D-Y all I will say he was a toad, a real cad.

Since I will forgive him, and already have in fact, I will not tell you what he said – otherwise you would all mapquest my address and come over here with your clubs and torches to slay the beast.  And then I would have to bake cake.

So how did we achieve a rapid reconciliation?  Was it the magic of sex toys?? Our rock solid marital therapy skills???

NFW.

He has purchased my amnesia.  Sure I can forget what he said…

… and here’s what it cost him…..

for those of you who would have opted for diamonds, that’s a Louet Roving Drum Carder – told you I was getting serious!

I propose:

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