Sunday, October 15, 2006

Things I Do Not Recommend




1. If you are pulled over by the police for erratic driving, just tell them you are sorry. Leave it at that. I do NOT recommend telling them that your poor driving was due to playing 'Trading Heads' with your five year old. At the very least, you will get a breathalizer. At the very most, you will get a 72 hour hold, Pending Evaluation. [Especially if, in a Twist of Genius, your five year old is in the back seat, wide eyed and shrugging...]

2. I do Not recommend teaching your Youth Group the finer art of slam dancing. Good bye, cool factor; hello whiplash.

3. When speaking to your pastor, I do not recommend referring to Weird Al as 'My Fourth Husband'. Especially if you are still married to Husband #1...and he is the MUSIC MINISTER at the church. If you do, however, make this mistake, simply laugh and move on. Do NOT, under any circumstances, continue with, "Well, duh. He has to be number four. Jamie Hyneman is number two, and Anthony Simcoe is number three!"

4. I do NOT recommend playing 'Marry, Shag, or Throw off a Cliff' with nuns. 'Nuff said.

5. Lastly, if you suffer from Tunnel Vision, I do not recommend tweezing your own eyebrows.

Ask me how I know.

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8 Comments:

Blogger tiff said...

Some people just don't get you. This is sad.

"Trading heads" sounds hella fun, and you KNOW how I feel about your choice of husbands.

Wicked funny post!

October 16, 2006 5:33 AM  
Blogger utenzi said...

Maybe the 72 hours pending evaluation isn't such a bad idea. I'm just saying...

October 16, 2006 9:53 AM  
Blogger fakies said...

I only wish I had gotten this advice before this weekend...

October 16, 2006 10:59 AM  
Blogger Rick said...

How do you know?

October 16, 2006 12:38 PM  
Blogger Kingfisher said...

Jesus Chr...(oops, sorry) that was funny.

I gotta find me some nuns so I can play that game.

October 16, 2006 4:43 PM  
Blogger Tracy Lynn said...

Cops never seem to have a sense of humor about that sort of thing. Nor do ministers, nuns or psychiatric gatekeepers, I'm afraid. Ask me how I know, indeed.

They don't really need 72 hours, they just want to keep you till the drugs kick in. And please don't ask ME how I know, k?

October 16, 2006 4:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, NOW you tell me.

October 16, 2006 7:31 PM  
Blogger Linda said...

crack me up...you never fail to amuse me or amaze me!

Trading Heads? don't know that one.

Music Minister, huh? Sounds like we have lots in common more than just being from Maine.(the music part, not the minister, lol - )

October 18, 2006 10:12 AM  

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