The snow flakes are just like my ass; big, fat, white, slow-moving and quickly accumulating.
“Ahh, cold side of the pillow – is it pronounced pill-low, or pell-low? Ah! Too cold! Too cold! Ahh, warm side of the pillow…”
#1: “Well, you’re about as much f’ing fun as a bucket of dead sparrows!”
#2: “Who put a f’ing pumpkin on my porch? Oh, that’s not a pumpkin, it’s a leaf, f’ing leaf.”
#3: “Is that my f’ing nipple? What the f is it doing way over there? That’s not a nipple – thank God, it’s a chunk of breadstick. I’m the f’ing Princess and the Pea, nipple style.”
Every day I have weird thoughts that pop into my head. I’m certain that everyone does… the weird thing is that my completely spontaneous thoughts often include swearing.
I don’t really swear a lot. It’s not how I was raised and it’s fairly unladylike… not that I really care about that.. it’s just not my style. BUT, my thoughts – that’s another matter!
Sometimes I catch these fleeting thoughts and think, ‘sheesh! That’s harsh!’ or ‘where did that come from?’
I think because I’m in a bloggy funk I’ll try to remember these little gems and blog them under the title: Pop thoughts.
I’ll warn you, the language is usually bad!