Wrapping Up the Week - March 13, 2011 | Mental Poo

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Wrapping Up the Week - March 13, 2011

Before I start today I HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO mention..


the bloggess tweets about me
..and then I pooped myself.

Every so often The Bloggess will actually comment here which is an occasion in itself but to see that on my Twitter wall?

Cue the incontinence.


week that was
Just in case you missed another fun-filled week on Mental Poo...

My Posts from this Week:

If you were a child of the 70's you will relate to this.

If not, you will be amazed at how we all survived it.

Then my mom ups and clarifies that there was even MORE crap in it!

WTF, mom.

It's like Monster Truck fans are simply gluttons for punishment.

Or, you know, just gluttons with mullets.


Moments in MENTAL POO History:

zombie history

A year ago this week on 'Mental Poo':

Then there was this one time when I ruptured a vertebrae and it pressed against my sciatic nerve and POOPING WAS NEVER THE SAME.

I drew cartoons for that one. You're welcome.

More 'tales from an inner-city school' brought to you by my now ex-wife.

Good luck to you all.

The Top Ten hints that you may have children.

Aside from the obvious fact that you have children, I mean.


Two Years Ago this week on 'Mental Poo':

Things I learn from going to Monster Truck shows.

Endless. Entertainment.

My ex-wife couldn't stand puke because it would make HER puke and then I'd feel like puking and..well...

etc., etc.


Three Years Ago this week on 'Mental Poo

I recap my shoulder operation because nothing says 'funny' like potentially being violated while under anesthesia.


After my surgery I was sitting in post-op recovery and so this is what it's like to have no feeling in your left arm.


This one is about low-flow toilets.


Some funny stuff that's not mine that I read this week:

Maxie is back and this time she's talking about string cheese in a tampon receptacle.

I don't know, either.

Miss Yvonne introduces you to the frozen grape.


I'm going.


You should go, too.

There you go, folks.

Some new shit, some old shit.

That should keep you busy.

See you on Monday.

Moog out.



Unknown said...

I so agree with the Bloggess!

SarcasmInAction said...

The Bloggess commented on my blog once and I gasped, screamed a little, peed myself a little, and then I think I blacked out.

When you became a follower on my blog, I gasped, screamed a little, peed myself a little, and then blacked out.

Clearly I know celebrity when I see it.

Going Like Sixty said...

Jenny and Rod,
perching in a tree
First the love, then disparage,
then cums Rod...

laughingmom said...

Isn't there an award for that - why else would you spend your time? And I feel like a nobody since I'm not sure that the blogess or anyone else even knows I exist...maybe I'll go eat some worms...

Spalderdash said...

I can sympathise with both laughingom AND SarcasmInAction, and am left feeling horribly confused as a result. So confused, in fact, that I might do a sick. Which will make YOU do a sick, and your ex-wife will do a sick, and then everyone else will do a sick and before we know it we'll all be covered it vomit. Nice way to spend a Sunday.

Mandy said...

I just joined Tribal Blogs, and now I sort of want to go to this conference just so I can tell my grandkids I heard the oldest blogger in the world speak.

Maxie said...

thanks for the link, turd bucket.

Sarah Smith-Frigerio said...

You are that much closer to celebrity-dom! Of course, if The Bloggess commented on my blog, I would scream and cry like a 12-year-old girl.

Mindy Sitton said...

The bloggess is so right! After reading her posts, the first thing I do is scroll through the comments to find yours. You totally deserve such an award.

Beta Dad said...

Dude--remember the time I got the "comment of the day" on The Blogess? Of course you do! It was the day you ate your heart out.

Of course, she never tweeted me. Boo.

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