now that's funny


Measurements compiled by Lawson and her colleagues show that a D-cup in a low-support bra can travel as much as 35 inches up and down (35 inches!) during exercise, while a B-cup in a high-support bra barely moves an inch.

Courtesy

(I don’t know how much they spent to get that data…but they coulda just paid me and I woulda told them.)

A beaver breaks into a vodka store…. Ba Dum Bum.


I often make a delicious toor dahl recipe that I got out of a Hare Krishna cookbook. In addition to recipes the book also offers suggestions on meal preparation, dining etiquette and general tips on living a Hare Krishna lifestyle. One of the suggestions is that before each meal is served, you offer a portion to Krishna and give Krishna thanks. This seemed to be a small thing to ask, and frequently, with a light-hearted grin, either Butterfly or I will pause in the midst of our enjoyment and utter, “Mmmmm, thank you Krishna.”

That was all well and good until one day when we were enjoying a rotisserie chicken. After a few succulent bites I offered a “thank you Krishna” and Butterfly rightfully noted that perhaps Krishna was not the best entity to give thanks to in this instance.

The next day I received this playful e-mail (no offense intended):

Subject: strategy for grace before meals

Indian food/lentil soup = thank you Krishna because we got the lovely recipe book from the Hare Krishna’s

Fish = thank you Jesus - for obvious reasons - feeding the masses with five fish or was it three? And of course that’s his sign - the fish symbol

Lamb= thank you (catholic) Jesus because Jesus is the Lamb of God and the Catholics are very serious about digesting the body of Christ

Veggies/fruit/whole grains=thank you pagan earth mother goddess for the fruits of her labour [sic - - butterfly is a bit on the British side linguistically, mind you]

For that almost hungry empty feeling = thank you Buddha

For that overstuffed angry feeling=thank you Mohammed

Chicken = unsure; thank the chicken

Last night a few of the bendy people were at the house. The discussion turned to “The Five Love Languages” (which are: acts of service, quality time, physical affection, words of praise and gifts)

When questioned about her language, one of the women replied, “Well, I don’t know. Receiving gifts and words of praise IS quality time to me. So I’m a bit confused.”

Perfect!

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