wait - Monkeys? or Monkees!
Good evening. I survived work and the commute and that’s about it.
I’ve got to get dinner going in a bit, then after we eat, I need to go out and run a few errands.
I’m feeling rather tired today, I don’t know why.
I stopped off at my favorite bar, and had the $5 fajitas and a cople of $2 Yuenglings. Now i’m home.
Supermodel. A monkey once ripped off her bikini top during a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit photo shoot(I envy that monkey).
Howdy Poly! long time, no see!
Ruble, axes are manly, or so I’m told.
Last week was danger week at work. A co-worker fell down the stairs, I hit my head by standing up into a bookshelf and my boss hurt his knee. I think my headache has finally gone away or at least it isn’t as bad.
For some reason, we are suddenly having summer this week. Going from 75F to 90F is a dirty trick! Tisiphone is incensed by the heat. She wants to know why we don’t have AC.
Manly things involve fire, smoke, meat, things that go boom and “hey, y’all, watch this!”
I did not know about Heidi’s monkey incident. See this MMP is already turning into a Monkey MMP!
I don’t have a lot of monkey experience. I don’t know if I should be responsible for a Monkey MMP. I don’t know if I can handle the responsibility.
We are not picky. Either one will do. And will devolve into the other, I’m sure.
See Wile E, you already have some ingredients for your OP. (Which, actually, could consist of the word Monkeys and still be a success.
From that old thread:
I LOVED THAT MOVIE!!!
Alex, what are the four signs of the apocalypse?
(I hate Comcrap)
We did fair but should have done better. I got the soil right, the rain was heavy and regular, and we dodged the blight. Problem is with the joys and responsibilities of adulthood, we ended up letting the plants go “free range”. In other words, we never tied them up or did any ongoing care with them.
I was hoping someone would say that so I could say
Not so much so since Lizzie Borden. 
Of course you can. Here – have a banana. And just don’t think “Howard Cosell” when writing it.
I ate part of a monkey once, in the Phillipines. Is that manly enough?
As if I’d know anything about flaming? Besides, if I even tried flaming, SIL would come along in her big red truck with the flashing lights and extinguish me.
As for the yogurt commercial, I have no idea. Thanks to the DVRs, we don’t see all that many commercials. I think I have see one with a woman slurping on yogurt, but didn’t pay any attention to who it was.
FWIW, Heidi is married to musician Seal. No idea if she’s now Heidi Seal, or if he’s Seal Klum. One-named people bug me.
Well, she has a farm, so I’d be worried if she didn’t own an ax.
Like any of us are responsible? :dubious:
Manly:
eatin’ meat… rare
fire
blowin’ crap up… not just on accident, but for the fun of it
power tools
gettin’ dirty
killin’ big hairy spiders for the little woman
changin’ the oil (and any other ‘car stuff’)
sayin’ “Now tell me that don’t stink!” (thank-you Jeff Foxworthy)
It depends on the part you ate and if you enjoyed it.
wink, wink, nudge, nudge If you know what I mean!
It had a paw attached, and it tasted like chicken. 
To be honest, I thought it was BBQed chicken until I saw the paw, but I ate it anyway.
I refuse to eat possum, however. Them things is just too ugly to eat! And I’ve eaten alligators, snakes, and a few bugs. (Though I don’t recommend the bugs, some of those taste Just plain nasty.)
Wanting to have an orderly house is not manly. When the man is young, man-houses tend to be empty except for piles of Stuff and discarded holey underoos, with the greatest amount of furniture in the living room (TV stand, TV and assorted peripherals, sofa). Later more furniture grows (starting with a side table beside the sofa), the underoos learn to walk themselves to the washing’s basket and the bookshelves mutate from planks-on-bricks to something bought in an actual store.
On the other hand, assembling furniture is extremely manly. My manly brother who works in construction and is worse than me at assembling IKEA furniture has informed me that my tools are very satisfyingly manly. You see, he’d had a Honey Do list with Mom for months, and he finally got in the mood to tackle it just on the same day I was preparing my luggage to move down here, including rearranging the tool boxes. So, he proceeded to “clean” my tool box for me (sigh - yes, later I could have used some of the stuff he threw away), and in the process he discovered that I buy Good Stuff. Like I told him, only because I’m not going to use it a lot doesn’t mean I’ll buy crap. I’m not familiar with the brands of most of my tools, but if there’s three of something in the store, one feels like it will break apart if it drops off a chair, another one is way too heavy, and the third one feels right, I’ll buy the one that feels right.
I have a terrible earworm and it’s astro’s fault!
The problem isn’t the song itself (could be worse), it’s picturing the look in my coworkers’ faces if I burst out singing… it’s o-kéy to be géy, lalala lalala in de géy guéeey… damn but where is a feather boa when you need one…
The only thing saving y’all from a U2B link is that I’m at work.
Sorry, GT, it wasn’t my recipe to start with and I just copied it from the Fat Club site! I cubed my aubergine but I think it would work if you just sliced it instead because it has to be layered over the pasta so it doesn’t really matter how you prepare it.
I cooked last night so I’ll be having the rest of the pasta bake tonight after Fat Club, and on Wednesday I get leftovers from last night’s chicken paprika. I am such a cheapskate, living on leftovers.
Last night was busy, I fed the cats, cleared up the dry laundry and put it away, put a load of towels in to wash, hung them out to dry, put the bins and recycling boxes/bag out, did my ironing, cooked, ate, washed up and then collapsed on the sofa!
Off to my team meeting now…
Yes. TVMan would agree with this one.
Well I’ve got one lunch today and I’m thinking about baking some cream cheese almond pound cake. Should be yummy!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’.
Nuttin’ to report from swampland. If’n it turns out to be sunny we’ll be at the pool for a while, the while bein’ until it gets too hawt. The heat index here the past few days has been especially bad. Oh and we eat leftover good Eyetalian for lunch and burgers for dindin. Not leftover burgers cause Ima grill 'em today which makes 'em first time around burgers.
Happy Tuesday!
Blurf. With sugar on top.
Until you posted that, I had never watched Badger Badger Badger Mushroom long enough to see the snake. The clip is funny, but I can only watch it for about 30 seconds before I get an overwhelming urge to gnaw off my left arm.
Carry on.