megan was right. it is cozy up in hurrrr.
so, hi. i'm bridget from tales of me and the husband.
this is me. looking like a fool. taken, oh, a second ago.
and for those of you who've seen my photobooth nastiness before, you might wonder,
"where pray tell, did all their books in the shelf go?"
answer: we're moving things around in this joint and they're in the other room at the moment.
so. i've got some jokes for ya.
all rated pg. how could i guest post for someone else
and share raunchiness on her blog?
that'd be wrong (but is sooo tempting).
anyway... my jokes.
funnier when told in person, yes,
but since i haven't had the pleasure of meeting all of you,
this blog post will have to suffice.
how many hipsters does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
it's a really obscure number, you've probably never heard of it.
(that one is my faaave. so true!)
muffins were baking in the oven. one muffin turned to the other muffin and said, "gosh it's hot in here." and that muffin said, "ah! a talking muffin!"
(random yes. doesn't totally make sense? perhaps. funny? i say so.)
what did the 0 say to the 8?
(classic, kids love that one too)
annnnd i'm out.
do you have any for me?