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Halloween is over, Thanksgiving is on the horizon so it’s time to be bombarded by Christmas. I like the holiday as much as the next person but geesh, there’s such a thing as overload.
Even my FB news feed is rife with Yuletide ideas and decorations.
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Because nothing says Christmas like whipped spiced eggs.
Changing topics, I like a good humorous license plate and often enjoy the challenge of deciphering the messages while driving down the road. But I draw the line at vulgar slang and crude content. There’s a place for that but it’s not on the back of your car for young children and your curious grandmother to see.
Maine has outlawed the F*ck this and F*ck that and blatantly sexualized custom plates but every now and then a few slip through the cracks.
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I was stopped behind Mr. Give Her Some at a light the other day. Do men really think this endears them to women?
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After seeing this I realized I could be monetizing Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s 18 hour a day naps. It’s about time he started pulling his weight around here.
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For the love of all that’s holy, no.
The houses don’t sleep and neither would I. That is beyond creepy. And because my algorithm is nothing if not consistent…
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The olive eyes thing? Creepy as hell – they look like fish with big eyes…
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It would scare me away from a buffet, no question.
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So much to say here.
1. The glass deviled egg ornament instantly brought to mind that much more iconic food-related Christmas decoration, the pickle. I guess everything leads back to the pickle.
2. You’re right, vulgarities like the f-word are best left to creative greeting card companies. 😉
3. I have two cats, so I could make double the money… maybe triple if I join them for a sidewalk nap. Something to consider next spring.
4. It’s a little bit down on the list, but Romania is in contention for our 2025 summer trip. I’ll be sure to photograph those windows if that’s where we go. 😉
5. Can someone please explain how baguette slices are part of a Keto diet? I thought Keto eschewed pretty much all bread (in which case, they should never go to France).
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I hate to admit it, but I think I have a blown glass pickle in my Xmas decorations box. No eggs though…
If you go to Romania you should plan on spending the night in one of those creepy eye houses. Now that’s blog fodder.
I could live without a lot if things, but bread isn’t one of them.
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I’m one of the most perverted people on the planet, and I had no idea what that license plate was trying to say. Then when I saw your interpretation, it hit me….. oh, the accent! We fully pronounce our R’s in the Midwest, and even add them to words they aren’t in….
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Ah. Good point.
Glad I wrote it out for you people who cling to your r’s.
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The cat had me laughing. I wish mine would make money or at least help me out some more. They won’t even bring me my coffee!
I actually like the House Eyes, but the Olives? While I love Olives with Cream Cheese, that did not look appetizing at all.
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It’s about time these lazy cats started pulling their weight.
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The Eyes of Sibiu are the ancestors of the ring doorbell. You never know when the Turks might show up, or Vlad the Impaler, for that matter.
The revolting canapes of death? Proof that a picture is worth a thousand words.
The license plate makes me wonder: Give her what? A hard belly laugh? How about half an inch of limp, wobbly blubber?
This post is as good as the Bad Betty post. You are on a roll, thank you.
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Vlad would be a tough dinner guest.
And I doubt a laugh is what that guy is aiming for.
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I’m fairly sure you’re right about the guy in the truck, but that’s what he’s going to get.🤪
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Those eye shaped dormers are a horror film waiting to happen, what the hell?! I’m not going to lie, I love feline stories and that little fella seems to have caught on to something. You definitely have a very unique algorithm that’s for darn sure and thank you for sharing it with the rest of us, lol.
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I can’t keep these things to myself.
I simply can’t…
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Now, hang on a second. Maybe the pickup belongs to George Vahsum, who is simply honoring his family legacy!
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I’m guessing not.
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Oh my, the egg/eye dish has killed my appetite!
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It was equal parts revolting and unappetizing…
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i may never eat again …
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Yeah.
Sorry about that…
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Oh hell yeah i am making that eyepealing appetizer for a future work party 🤣
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Sure to be a hit.
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Well, at least that Romanian roof gets a free eyewash every time it rains (though they probably can’t see anyway due to being sun-blind from when it’s cloudless). 😥
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Where are the nose and ear treats to go along with the Eye don’t think I’m hungry any more… !
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If they exist, I don’t want to see them.
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I have been to Sibiu and I probably have photo of this very building! It is an interesting place but I loved Brasov more.
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Really? How wonderful….
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The eye snacks are disgusting 1)because of the look of them and 2) OLIVES. 😳😜
I had to read that damn tag too many times to figure it out; thanks for clearing that up.
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I like black olives on my pizzas and subs but that’s about it. Never green, and never as eyeballs. That’s the stuff of nightmares…
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