Yes this is probably the single cheesiest thing I’ve ever done in my life. Unless you count LiLo’s…yeah, that again. But really, you should break out a box of crackers and a box of wine before watching this. Don’t say I didn’t warn you…
Happy motherfucking booze time, my beauties.
Um, there is nothing cheesy about that song.
You should only do songs that mention outerspace, all the time.
Major Tom would we really, really weird on the uke.
Here’s to motherfucking booze time & Surviving!! You complete my Friday’s lady!! Also, I love damp just as much as the next mushroom 😉
I suspect maybe even more…
fanfuckingtastic. A toast to surviving and motherfucking booze time. (so relieved that it is mfbt because I wasn’t sure after your comment this morning about being sober while reading my blog. I thought, what? Kahlua goes with ice cream.)
No using the k word. That’s part of a chocotini. Too soon. Vurp.
That mushroom looks like he could be friends with my gleeful taco!
Let them unite in all their moist glory!
Awesomeness:)
This bloger is always open for Motherfuckingboozetime. (Like Lilo’s Crotch)
It never gets old…unlike LiLo’s crotch.
Every once in a while – like in this post – cheesy is allowed. 🙂
Phew! ‘Cause I’m full of cheese. Just like LiLo’s crotch.
I dig your shirt.
*blushes* I dig Natalie Dee.
you’re like the cheeze whiz! and nothing pairs better with cheeze whiz than franzia. so my box is tapped (like lilo’s …)and i’m off to celebrate you, herbert, that crazy cute mushroom and motherfucking booze time.
I’d tap a box o’ wine, but I’m not tapping LiLo.
I. loved. this. totally awesome!
you my dear have left me with goosebumps and tears in my eyes. you are amazing. and I hugging my laptop, I hope you can feel it. *SQUEEZE*
Actually can you loosen just a tidge? Having trouble breathing. 🙂
Happy MotherFuckingBoozeTime, ShroomTime, Cheeze and Wine Time and whatever other indulgences you care to partake of my beautiful co-survivor. I love you! Surviving is good. Gloria Gaynor has been put to shame by you and Herbert!
Loved your story, pookie. Big squishy damp love fest.
I’m strapping on my platforms and rockin’ an afro in honor of you, Herbert, and motherfucking booze.
Play loud and proud! Bring on the cheese! No, no..put LiLo’s crotch down!
This is the song I have sung to my daughter each and every time she’s had her heart broken. It’s a ritual. And once, in a shoe store in the city it came on the Muzak. We sang along and danced. It was priceless. Until we were asked to leave the store. Oh well, that wasn’t the first time.
You sound way better than I do though. Or maybe it’s Herbert. Loved it!!
And super freakin congrats on the survivor status. I knew there was good will in the Universe.
♥Spot
YAY! YEAH! *holds up cigarette lighter flame and sways back and forth* GO GIRL! YOU WILL SURVIVE! FUCK OFF, CANCER, NO ONE WANTS YOU HERE!
Wow! The 70s just flashed in front of my eyes! That was the last time I was at such a KICK-ASS CONCERT! Okay, must stop yelling now.
SWOON!
Your talent is awesome. You make even the cheesiest of songs sound great!!
Words cannot express how much I love this. Everything about this. Including the shirt. So I will shut up now.