I was bored so I took the liberty of drawing a cartoon for you people today!
Good luck getting THAT one out of your head.
You're welcome.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
I Drew a Cartoon! - Um. Ew.
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38 comments:
Really!? That's how I have to wake up? To 7am skin tags!? You suck. Hell at least I don't have them...hope that's not a self drawing.
And this is why I had my skin tags removed! The kids wouldn't stop playing touch-back.
You REALLY don't have a job, do you? WAY too much time on your hands...
Scissors.They work wonders for those annoying little skin tags.
Snip, Snip!
I'd really hate to see what you'd do with crow's feet.
This cartoon illustrates why I love you so.
After the bad news from last night, I needed this today. Thanks.
That's very clever!!
Can you come up with one for "Thumb Wars?"
Okay, toe jam. GO!
Thank you
Put toothpicks with little flags on them and tell the kids they are from your cooties. Like conquering Mt Everest.
At least they're playing Tag and not spraying graffiti.
Hmm...maybe that's where tattoos come from...
That is just wrong. And gross. And wrong.
Ok, crow's feet, thumb wars, and toe jam have all been mentioned...what can you do with belly-button lint???
That is considered entertainment in some parts of the world.
This is what happens when I'm bored.
It's all your fault, people, for not keeping me properly entertained.
You have my email address. Use it.
Much less disturbing than the red rover game I saw once involving genital warts.
Have I said too much?
You give me the heebiest of jeebies.
I just threw up. (All the skin tags I pulled off with my teeth last night.)
Cold sores.
Third nipples.
Acne.
Just some further ideas for you.
The things that go on in that crazy little head of yours! It's scary!
I am now traumatized.
I am removing the mental image of skin tags right now and replacing it with... ok, i'll keep it clean on your blog.
Ewww! And yet, I'm still laughing!
i don't like that this post makes every commenter think it's ok to talk about their skin tags. IT'S NOT.
I'm at 26,000 feet and now I'm nauseous.
Thanks for that...and also, thank god I have no skin tags.
we need to get you a girlfriend, pronto.
For the first time in my blogging career, I believe I can out gross you. I got rid of a skin tag in my crotchy area without the use of medication. I used sewing string. I'll let that with you.
Ay, yi, yi.
I think you need to write for Tosh.0.
And draw him some cartoons. I bet he'll bite.
And you'll like it.
I have one in my armpit. It's lonely.
Okay your quirky sense of humour has drawn me in (no pun intended) I'm now a new devoted follower...
Carol from www.facing50withhumour.blogspot.com
This is much better than Kathy from The Junk Drawer's post about skin tags, now that was gross.
Gary Larsons, this is what you disappeared to do?
@ Jen -- Yeah, but I actually lived it.
I'm glad I wasn't taking a drink when I read this, or I would have spewed all over the keyboard! That is funny!
This gave me nightmares.
But I'm not traumatized enough to stop stalking you (in a mostly non-creepy way).....
My little blog is stalking your big blog:
http://www.thecoliechronicles.com/2011/03/stalker-friday-featuring-midget-man-of.html
vomitus.
thanks a lot. Mr mooooog.
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