Mom: So. An entire post on a uterus?
Me: It could be worse, you know.
Rocco: If you say so.
Me: You two should be grateful I write about plushy reproductive organs. I could write a blog post about all my past romantic endeavors. Or how hard my childhood was.
Mom: Either way, that’s a short post.
Ladies and Gentleman, my mother.
Oh and I Sprocketed. Should you need to kill a little more time.
And lastly, just to stick with the “short” theme, here’s one half of Flight of the Conchords with a ukulele orchestra. Because obviously.
Awww, your mom should guest-post!
Don’t encourage her…
Holy shit. I never knew there were such things as “ukelele orchestras” but this one has to be the best one EVAR.
Your Mom needs a rim shot sound effect machine she can carry around with her for moments such as those.
Wow. Read that too fast. But to be fair, it’s not out of the question for you to say my mom needs a rim job.
All she needs is someone ready on the drums with a ba-dum-bum behind her!
Dad is always trying to get behind her. Awkward.
Haha, my middle school teacher used to sing this to me all the time. Punk. I can’t even sing it to my students cuz they’re all taller than I am. Punks.
Seeing as how I got called elevator for being too tall, you ain’t gonna get much pity from me. Punk. 🙂
I may have to steal your phrase of “I Sprocketed.” hehehe
Feel free. Just don’t do it all over my face, k?
While I appreciate the drama that goes along with a ukulele orchestra, I prefer the soulful intimacy of the lone uke which better befits the instrument.
[some other less pretentious and far more hilarious words here]
I’m pretty sure there isn’t a word in the English language that still sounds pretentious when used in conjunction with the word ukulele.
Haha! I love smartass moms! Mine had to become one out of self preservation since my brother and I gang up on her.
I ran over to see what kind of frothy puddle you left at Sprocket Ink. I waded around in it for awhile and had fun.
Also? Today my stuffed burrito looked like your uterus. I spelled uterus wrong i think.
I was all set to make some clever comment, then I was distracted by your blog roll…..more specifically, Steam Me Up, Kid’s post name: It’s Like Dickens, but swap out ghosts for whale vaginas. !!??? Totally distracted, and thinking I need to have more clever titles for my posts.
Steamy is always distracting. Especially when she wears that tutu. You should read that post. It’s life changing. And also slightly nauseating. In the good way.
Mom needs her own blog.
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