Catboys

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_MaJDK3VNE
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Oh yeah he is here, too!

A tragic outcome? I think not!

Skype found this thrown on the floor, behind the computer.
"Can you help me, Skype? I can no longer stomp."



"Oh friend, you are in serious trouble!"
"Hmmm? Look over here...a tweezers, toilet paper and some tape. What can I do with these items?"


Do not fear, Sumo Man! I shall morph myself into a doctor and perform a reverse, double-amputation.



"Your reverse technique has not worked! I still can not stomp like this."


"I shall try again. Seems I forgot my mask the first time."
"Thank you Dr Skype, now I can stomp. You have restored my feet and my dignity."
"You are welcome my friend. All in a day's work for Surgeon Skype."

"Yahd Pitchus"

Non-New Englander's Translation: "Yard Pictures"

Please do not faint

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Just thought I would post and see if I get any reactions.
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On sheet folding

Pete Seeger or perhaps the 5 Man Electrical Band could write a song on this episode.

Okay...so like he was on the sofa, watching golf for about an hour.
Next to him was a freshly washed and dried set of flannel sheets I had tossed there earlier. Yes, I should have folded them, but I am not writing this to complain about me.
Upon my request to have him fold the items, my ears were assaulted with verbal protestations. He begrudgingly and non-violently picked up the pillow cases and "folded" those and his body language screamed that-was-the-end-of-that. I told him "It is not all a washcloth and pillow case world."
He then folded the flat sheet and "could not" fold the fitted one. I took pity and completed this obviously abhorrent chore. Funny, I never realized (in 36 years of laundering sheets at least once a week)under what horrible conditions I was being forced to toil.
All this while I had naively continued this task, not knowing how oppressed I was!
In any case...this is how I found the sheet.
When I said "Oh, yeah. This is blog-worthy." He laughed and headed to the gym. About 5 minutes later the phone rang. He said "What do you mean 'blog worthy'?" Then it was my turn to laugh.
I carefully unfolded them one time, so as to give the full impact of his feckless attempt.