Thursday, January 20, 2011

How to NOT Get Fan Mail From Supermodels (REDO)

This post has been taken away by the author.

I had a bad feeling while I was posting it and upon further reflection I decided that it just sounded mean.  And that is not what I am going for.  I apologize to those who read it, to those who I may have offended, and to models...who are just trying to do their best with what God has given them.

Now fair warning. 

I have this post saved away and I may try to re-work it where I can talk about the absolutely ridiculous things that some people have said...without being mean.  Be on your toes supermodels!

Now, just so you don't leave empty handed...

A man wanted to go ice fishing.  He researched and found out the best place to do it.  He outfitted himself with thousands of dollars of equipment.  He took time off of work, transported all of his newly acquired things, and set out on his way.  Once there he used his GPS enabled depth detector to locate the exact right place, drilled through the ice, sat in his ergonomically designed heated seat, and started to fish.

After a few hours of nothing happening, he saw a young boy with a folding lawn chair and a handmade pole come over to an abandoned hole on the ice and sat down.  Almost instantly the boy yanked the largest fish the man had ever seen through the ice.  "Luck."  The man thought.  Then again, the boy pulled another fish, nearly as big as the first, through the hole.  "Fluke."  said the man.  When the boy pulled his third fish through the hole, the man couldn't take it anymore.  He got up, marched over, and demanded that the boy tell him his secret!
"How the heck are you doing that!?"
"Mmmp mmmmp mmm mmm mum mmmmmp mmmmmp." the boy replied.
"What?"
"Mmmp mmmmp mmm mmm mum mmmmmp mmmmmp!"
"What?!"
"Mmmp mmmmp mmm mmm mum mmmmmp mmmmmp!!!"

The man had enough!  "Tell me the secret!"
The boy put both of his hands to his mouth, very loudly spit everything from his mouth into them, and said,
"YOU HAVE TO KEEP THE WORMS WARM!"

Have a nice day.

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