Editor’s Note: The following is a guest commentary from the esteemed Dr. Brian, a non-certified psychologist who has very firm opinions about how other people should lead their lives. (Some of you in the Bonnywood Manor community may recall that Dr. Brian once hosted a blog entitled “Idiot […]
Gary: “Is that someone at the door? Are you expecting anyone?” Ann: “Of course not. I have no idea who it is. And I didn’t sleep with the vacuum cleaner salesman.” Gary: “That seems like a lot of information to share when a simple ‘no’ would have been […]
Note: The following is the second of two movie reviews I’m doing for Maddy’s “Horrorathon” that she is hosting on her site, “Maddy Loves Her Classic Films”. Okay, that’s a bit of lie, in that I’m not actually putting this one together. Since I’m busy packing things up […]
Carole first realized that perhaps she had gotten off at the wrong subway stop when that whiny little girl from The Exorcist began waving about an inverted crucifix. She braced herself accordingly. Whiny Girl: “You dare to enter my lair? I will evictorate you!” Carole: “Oh my God! […]
Note: The following is one of two movie reviews I’m doing for Maddy’s “Horrorathon” that she is hosting on her site, “Maddy Loves Her Classic Films”… We start off with an opening shot of a lovely two-story home, and in one of the upper windows we can see […]
These were considered appropriate Halloween costumes in the early 1900s. How can you sleep peacefully after seeing this? No wonder Sigmund Freud was in his heyday during this time. (Sometimes a cigar is just a woman exploding out of a giant mushroom whilst a forefather of Duck Dynasty […]
Mop-Etta: “Do you really love me?” Gene: “With all of my heart, because that’s what the lyrics in this song say.” Mop-Etta: “But you understand that we can never have children because, well, I don’t have any lower organs.” Gene: “It doesn’t matter, my floor-cleansing beauty. We can […]
Mary, left: “Why on earth are you banging on my door at such a socially-unacceptable hour?” Bette, right: “Don’t play coy with me. I’ve known for months that my husband has been cheating on me. I just didn’t know where or who, so I hired a detective and […]
The doorbell rings. Terry opens the door to find Little Tiffy standing there. “Can Brian come out to play?” “No.” “Why not?” “Because he’s busy.” “Doing what?” “I don’t know. Some kind of writing project thing.” “What’s that?” “A writing project. Where he writes. What grade are you […]
Note: Okay, fessing a little, I DID try wearing contacts way back in the day, like 1983, when they were these hard, inflexible buttons that you basically had to glue to your eyeball and you couldn’t really close your eyelids comfortably when they hit that damn speed […]
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