I have no real idea what to write about today, so you know what that means: lots of WTF moments for you as you wonder what the heck I'm talking about.
My husband used to butt dial me all the time before he got a new phone. I don't know why, but the other day I was thinking that I really should write something about Butt Dialing Through the Centuries, because it's a little known phenomenon that was highly influential nonetheless. The butt dial telegraph alone was responsible for a lot of serious miscommunication and severe buttock malformations, not to mention the phrase "Is that a telegraph in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" And don't get me started on the butt dial rotary phone.
I saw a Snuggie for dogs at the store last night. Now, your dog can be a total social misfit just like you! I am waiting for them to come out with the WTF Blanket for Fish. If they make it, I promise to buy one. And my zombie penguin is in serious need of a WTF blanket. I think it's prejudicial to leave these traditionally underrepresented groups out of the WTF Blanket phenomenon. They too should have the opportunity to look like complete tards.
The other day, I gave myself a facial, so I was running around the house with this freaky looking clear goop on my face. I love this stuff, mostly because once it's dry, I get to rip my face off like the aliens in the old school version of V. (Anyone watching the new one?) Anyway, I sat down on the couch, waiting for my face to dry so I could rip it off and make funny alien noises into the mirror, and my daughter came up to me. She said, "Mommy, you are a beautiful zombie." And I was very flattered.
Only at my house.
My husband butt-dialed me just this week. And, I'm obsessed with Biore pore strips...
You should do these WTF moments more often. :) Love it.
Your daughter takes after you, obviously. I find that simultaneously reassuring and frightening. :)
I second the weekly WTF day posts. Highly entertaining and now I have the sudden urge to rip my face off.
I'm waiting for the WTF blanket for hamsters. Seriously, no one makes stuff for hamsters...
Yes, only at your house. I don't even know what butt dialing is...I'm not sure I want to?
I have not been able to catch the new V, but I loved the first one!
Wasn't there a bad-ass villain names Jane?
You are a beautiful zombie.
I feel so naive... What be Butt Dialing?
I've never been butt-dialed before. I feel a little left out. =)
Butt dialing = sitting on a cell and accidentally dialing someone in the process. The best butt dials are when the person doesn't even realize that they've called you, so you end up listening to whatever they're doing (muffled by their butt) and repeatedly screaming, "Hello? HELLO! Turn off your damned phone! I need to call someone!"
I love your randomness! You should definitely do WTF moments more often.
I get butt-dialed by people I don't even know. It's really awkward because--well...I'm sure you can guess :p
I will be contacting the WTF Blanket company on your zombie penguin's behalf. We cannot stand for such injustice!
Yes, Carrie, you ARE a beautiful zombie. And the fact that your daughter thinks so is just proof because kids NEVER lie about that kind of stuff.
Penguins definitely need WTF blankets...I mean they live where it's cold! Duh!!!
Patent the idea right now Carrie! You could make millions :)
Ha, but what if they fart?
My mil just got the kids WTF blankets. They love them! :) (until word gets out that they are social misfits...)
ROTFL! I need some of that facial stuff to see what my daughter would say.
Sweet! I want to rip my face off : )
Oh the new V is so good, I've got a huge crush on the hottie son! And Anna, (aka Jane in old V) is simply evil. Good stuff girl, good stuff.
I knew there was a reason I liked you.
If I was little and my mom did that I would've screamed, mostly because I wasn't introduced to zombies for a while. I'm glad the kids are being raised right!
You should do these WTF moments more often Work from home India
I find that simultaneously reassuring and frightening.
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