So there was an email from Mama Belin this morning in my hotmail account. I thought it might be some self-help messager or along those lines. Instead it was a funny, and I actually laughed at this one. Thanks Mom! Enjoy the cheese.
Between 18 and 25, a woman is like Portugal, half discovered, half wild, naturally beautiful.
Between 25 and 40, a woman is like Germany, well developed and open to trade.
Between 40 and 50, a woman is like France, gently aging but still warm and a desirable place to visit.
Between 50 and 60, a woman is like Great Britain, with a glorious and all conquering past.
Between 60 and 70, a woman is like Yugoslavia, lost the war and haunted by past mistakes.
After 70, she becomes Iceland, wildly beautiful, with a mysterious past.
GEOGRAPHY OF MEN
Between 1 and 70, a man is like the US - ruled by a dick.
- Nothing like fucking. As most of you may know I'm not the biggest fan of hippies, wookies or anything with smelly dreads and this link proves why, (thanks Beach).
- Does the Pope shit in the woods? Apparantly yes. Another Lebowskifest is swept under a rug that some guy peed on, (thanks Yaps). Are these people as dorky as Trekies or baseball card conventions? Probably not. I'm sure they are far to drunk to be that lame.
- Would any ladies out there like to accompany me to Finland at this time next year? I have a feeling we could totally win this title, (thanks Beach).
4 Comments:
Jay's blog is fun.
-Tumbleweed.
thank you from the only person who gets into work earlier than me.
Between 0 and 9, a woman is like Antarctica, pristine and undiscovered, and only conquered by true explorers with a heart for adventure.
Between 9 and 18, a woman is like Iraq (the new Iraq), developing, blossoming, and growing, ready to be forcefully lead into a new regime, and extremely oily down below.
After 80 she becomes like Chernobyl, barren and desolate, with a cancer-inducing stench, not fun to experience in person, but very stimulating when viewed by photograph.
wooow buddy,, put the cookie down and slow your roll..
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