Daily Archives: August 17, 2012

Ripped from the headlines: Would you want to be this man?

Suppose one morning you woke up, and over breakfast opened the morning paper to find this ad thanking you for services rendered?

George Browridge services

Would an advertisement such as this flatter you? Notice the heart border?

Such was the case for Mr. George Brownridge because of a shopping rip he arranged for some women. Something done every year. Some details here: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2178757/George-Brownridge-thanked-pleasing-15-women-entire-day-hilarious-newspaper-ad.html

Once made aware of their possible … ah … screw up, the ladies had this ad published:

An apology for any misconstruing of information

An apology for any misconstruing of information.

No word as to whether Mr. Brownridge felt appreciative or deflated by the apology.

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Freeform Friday: “I once was blue, too”

[Editor’s note: “I once was blue, too” was written a bit tongue in cheek in response to a friend on Facebook who changed his profile photo to an all-blue photo. I have included it here. After writing it and reading it, I think it holds up fairly well, so I thought I would post it here to annoy a few more people.]

Blue hue

What do you see in this wild blue yonder?

I once was very blue

then one day I saw you

and because of your blue hue

I could no longer be blue, too.

When asked if this was true,

I said what else could I do?

Next, I tried being red

but it all went to my head

and it filled me with fiery dread.

What else could be said?

I then tried being green,

but it was the worst I’d ever seen

so bad as to be obscene

Everywhere I went, I made a scene.

I tried be being yellow

a sallow looking fellow

Not too bright and not too mellow

Still people wanted to bellow.

Up next, I tried being gray

and though on my beard it did stay

I sent the rest of it away.

I’ll deal with it another day.

Other colors I tried, too:

purples, oranges, and violet brews

but none fit me quite like blue.

But what else was I to do?

I could not be as blue as you.

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