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?

3 comments:

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
Me?
I regularly suffer from "airlocks"

*sigh*

Persnickety Ticker On A Fart Cart 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...