What began a few years ago as a Knitting Blog has devolved into something far more sinister.
"She was a lovely girl, prone to frequent fits of tornadic creativity..."
Because It's *MY* Brilliance, not yours.
-- PENNY KARMA --
SUBURBAN LEGEND
- Penny Karma, aka the F-Bomb Mom
- Hey there, I'm Sarah! Part-Time Stay-At-Home Mom, Full- Time Evil Genius. Matriarch of the World-Famous Ape Squad (Beebie, Ry the Pie, and Tito).
Mainly, I write about my knitting and the things that interrupt it - kids, depression, poop, and my everyday struggle to survive in the oppressive wasteland of Suburbia.
I'm not here to blow sunshine up anybody's ass. We're not gonna sit around holding hands and singing Kum Ba Muthahfuggin Yah.
**Check out the new audio clip on my profile. NSFW, of course.**
You've Been Warned.
Rated R For Language and Nudity. Just kidding about the nudity. Maybe.
I'm Not Kidding.
Seriously, if the F-word offends you, you should probably get the f*ck out now, because I can get pretty f*ckin pissed off sometimes. There are days when it f*ckin rains F-bombs in this muthahfuggah.
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5 comments:
The planet would have to be locked in a nuclear winter and I would have to be mad thru' hunger before I would eat anything off the floor. The length of time is immaterial the fact that it has touched the floor is the important bit. It's the floor!
I saw that. One of my co-workers can't believe I'll pick up stuff off the office floor and eat it. The way I see it, my immune system needs a workout every once in a while. If I can't drag my butt to the gym on a regular basis, I'm going to make those white blood cells sweat, dangit!
woo hoo!! But ya know after the 2nd kid.. that binky just goes right back in the mouth after wiping off any obvious stuff!!!
I still wouldn't eat the sandwich in that report!
Denise
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...there's a five second rule?
In my house if it lands on the floor, we call it Free Game.
What's WITH you uppity people?
I live by the wet/dry rule. If either the food or the floor/surface/whatever it lands on is wet/soggy/soft/gooey/etc, then it's no go. Otherwise I just don't worry about it, because I'd hope my body is strong enough to handle whatever piddly germ things are laying around. If not, well, who wants to live in that kind of fear anyway?
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