Saturday, February 16, 2008

lil brother blog fodder

I was talking to my brother, waaaaay into the wee hours. He's at work and wrapping up his night. In the course of conversation he had cranial flatulance. I joked that his train of thought got derailed and fell off the bridge into the water. He said "your head leaks. I should install a blowoff valve so that I can audibly tell when your brain leaks" More love. Really. Don't you just feel it?


Mrs. A. said...

Gotta love the brothers.

One of mine calls me "Grace" because at times I'm so not graceful.

The other often remarks that I have "blonde roots" when I, a brunette, have a blonde moment.

WyzWmn© said...

yer brain leaks?

well then...yer lucky
I regularly suffer from "airlocks"


Persnickety Ticker said...

Blonde roots...that would be bloots, right? Your bloots are showing...gosh that sounds naughtier than it should now that I have typed it out...