Friday, September 28, 2012

even the clams are freaking out

Me, last night, curling up in bed, eagerly awaiting my delivery: "I get to read a new JK Rowling book tomorrow!!!"

My husband: "Oh you're just happy as a clam, aren't you?"

Me: "I am! Only I'm not sure clams can read."

Him: "No eyes."

Me: "Right."

Him: "Audio books?"

Me: "I don't think they have ears either."

Him: "Clam braille."

Me: "Do they have fingers?"

Him: "They could use their feet. The meat inside the clam is called a foot. That's how they move around you know, look it up."

Me: "Huh. Okay, I guess I am happy as a clam."

New JK Rowling! FREAK OUT!

Sunday, September 9, 2012

hop hop adoobeedeeboo

Ok, we may have to change the name of this blog to Molly and Lynne and Their Army of Jennifers Freak Out Over Shit. Because once again, the Jennifers have come through in a major way. This one comes from Jennifer S. and it's about to BLOW YOUR MIND. I'm even going to forgive the atrocious grammar because come on! BABY BUNNIEEEEEEEEEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!