So, apparently it’s animals that hate us. The Ebola virus is transmitted by wild animals, the Hendra virus is transmitted by horses, the Lassa virus comes from rats, MRSA is transmitted via our pets, SARS is spread by civet cats – honestly I had no idea such an animal existed until that outbreak – the…… Continue reading Gall Of The Wild
I stumbled across this in my archives and it amused me, so I thought I’d share it again. You’re welcome… A – Age: A gentleman never asks and a lady never tells. Ruuude. B – Bed size: about the same as standing up size, I figure, though there’s probably a little unsightly spread. C…… Continue reading ABC’s of B.O.R.E.D.O.M.
Picking up vampires is an art form and learning to do it successfully takes practice. Here are a few hot tips to empower you and make you more effective, courtesy of Vampire Hunter Franklin W. Fuggitt. Sometimes knowing what NOT TO DO or NOT TO SAY when picking up a vampire is even more important…… Continue reading Sex And The Single Vampire: Hot Tips On How To Pick Up Bloodsuckers!
Hera was annoyed. She sat gazing without expression at the smoldering cigarette held between her fingers, then said, “What is it about you and love, anyway?” “For starters, the mess it makes when it hits the windshield,” her traveling companion rumbled crossly. “That’s the fourth freakin’ cherub we’ve hit this week.” “Then ease up on…… Continue reading Love Signs
Cassandra Pugh was thunderstruck when the fern in the shower window spoke to her. She would have fainted dead away, had she not been sitting on the toilet when the incident occurred. Instead, she simply stared at the offending shrubbery as it yammered on – in a voice like James Earl Jones on helium –…… Continue reading Plant. Life. Insurrection.
I don’t usually post recipes. There are plenty of foodie blogs that do that on the regular. This is not one of those. I do, however, love to cook. Especially when I’m benumbed*. The difficult part is cooking healthy when I’m a raging snack beast. Difficult, but not impossible. That’s where this post comes in.…… Continue reading This Is NOT A Food Blog
I love old books. I love the look of them, the smell of them, the feel of them. It’s almost a fetish, except I don’t rub them all over my naked body. Much… Books are magical things anyway, but old books exude a kind of power that transcends modern protocols and mores. It’s for that…… Continue reading Old Books & Ass Cream