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Ok. The life changing phrase is Naked Clown Calendar. I googled today and saw the older entries were gone. It’s too bad because they were creative and funny. Presently images are young people looking more like mimes and with props so obvious as to be “duh” rather than funny. In 2009 I somehow discovered ncc and it’s bizarre appeal. My work friend and I got some much needed laughs at break time. Ncc was the brain child of a clown college to raise money for multiple sclerosis. There are creepy versions so be careful if you go looking for images. All else I can say is Mr. October 2009 had more than a rabbit in that silk top hat he held at his waist as well as a dazzling smile. If this series of posts is in poor taste I apologize. But naked clown calendar does mess with your head. :p
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I’ve just spent three days cleaning, cleaning out cupboards and stowing vulnerable food in preparation to bug bomb plus clearing out an ailing refrigerator. Bombed yesterday. Hubbs has spent this morning fussing and pointing out things I should have done like his mother. :mad: Prying the knobs off the range, peering into nooks and crannies, giving me a blow by blow (literally) survivor bug report. Bog forbid he actually assist in the re-stow or wipe down a counter. He did spill sugar and coffee. He is presently banished to the porch. Speaking of nooks and crannies, I found one containing an unopened bottle of Jack Daniels and Korbel champagne. Previous owners overlooked them or else there really is a Booze Fairy. I’d return the favor if I knew where they were. Hubbs has come back inside to remind me to feed the dogs. And to fold the laundry as the washer is cycling down and the dryer needs to be empty. Thank you dear.
I know I’m kvetching. Some day it will be funny.
 

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Put Another Log on the Fire…
Trying to download from YouTube.
Looks like no joy with the download. If anyone else would like to, go ahead. That song was written by Shel Silverstein. As was A Biy Named Sue. I had no idea. Although he wrote several children’s books he could have been Hunter Thompson’s kid brother. Didn’t know that either :eek:
 
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I have 3 ex husbands that did that and must’ve decided they liked their girlfriends better. So I let the biches have them. 😂

Funny observation; when married men suddenly become available, they no longer look so good. 😂😂😂😂

Finally got it right and had 25 years of, I could do no wrong because some poor deluded man fell head over heels in love with me.
 

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I’ve just spent three days cleaning, cleaning out cupboards and stowing vulnerable food in preparation to bug bomb plus clearing out an ailing refrigerator. Bombed yesterday. Hubbs has spent this morning fussing and pointing out things I should have done like his mother. :mad: Prying the knobs off the range, peering into nooks and crannies, giving me a blow by blow (literally) survivor bug report. Bog forbid he actually assist in the re-stow or wipe down a counter. He did spill sugar and coffee. He is presently banished to the porch. Speaking of nooks and crannies, I found one containing an unopened bottle of Jack Daniels and Korbel champagne. Previous owners overlooked them or else there really is a Booze Fairy. I’d return the favor if I knew where they were. Hubbs has come back inside to remind me to feed the dogs. And to fold the laundry as the washer is cycling down and the dryer needs to be empty. Thank you dear.
I know I’m kvetching. Some day it will be funny.
It will. Trust me.
 
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