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Dave pays the Good Humor Man. Trucks of this shape were found in "Hudson County Park" in Bayonne. They also travelled the streets. Seeing this truck and the man in his white uniform brought back memories.

Yes, my husband is a fan of Angry Birds.

 

But that's not what this picture is REALLY about.

 

It's about domestic abuse.

By husband? HEAVENS NO!

By a domestic object.

 

This morning, around 2am, I was having an awesome dream. I don't remember the particulars of it but I'm fairly certain I was in an action movie in a rad outfit kicking bad guys in the face. With a dream like that, I really didn't want to get up use the bathroom. I rolled out of bed, and put the dream on a kind of "pause". I didn't want to wake up enough to not be able to pick up where I left off.

    

And that is when I had it.

My flighty moment.

And, much like the Angry Birds in the game or your average street pigeon near a glass building, I full speed walked into the closed bedroom door.

    

Talk about a wakeup.

    

My medic husband heard the noise and, in his

Him: BABY! WHAT'S THAT NOISE!?

Me: I walked into the door!

Him: WHAT?

Me: I walked into the door!!

Him: Are you bleeding?

Me: I don't know....

Him: IT'S A YES OR NO QUESTION!

    

Yes, I was in excruciating pain but it was so randomly insensitive that I almost burst out laughing.

    

I left to get tissues and by the time I return to bed to tell him "Yes, I'm bleeding", he is sound asleep.

 

So I text my sister and wallow in her concern. Then, I lay in bed with my bloody nose and tissue and, using my iPod, Google "How do I know if my nose is broken?"

    

True story.

    

In the morning, as I suspected, my husband remembered nothing. He was confused as to why I was looking at my nose in the mirror. "Because I walked into the door last night."

He paused. "Seriously?" And then the medic took over, poking and prodding and causing me more pain as he investigated the injury.

    

So, in memory of acting like a pigeon smacking a window, I thought a picture of an "Angry Bird" was more appropriate than a bloody tissue. :)

This is the moment I realized I'm a dirtbag

Anthony Evans from School Boy Humor

10/20/12

Marlboro Rec Center, NJ

Please don't use without my permission.

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Just after we got married I received my Grandmother's first edition of Betty Crocker's Cookbook. I use it often, for a sauce or a sidedish recipe.

Tonight I was flipping thru while I started dinner and saw this and had to share!

( a quick pic inbetween cooking so not a great shot!)

I can't imagine what my husband would think if he came home and found me laying on the kitchen floor like this!

He would think I either had completely lost it, was abducted and returned by aliens , or that I had passed out!

Humor, hecho por evangelicos es muy interesante, se va a reir, eso esta garantizado

Grupo granadino Humor Vítreo. Trabajo realizado para la promoción de su nuevo trabajo.

Sesión llevada a cabo el día 3 de Enero del 2011.

Todo aquello que concebimos cuando estamos sentados en el baño.

Department of Humor Security rapid response force.

 

“Remember men, Don’t fire until you hear the click of his keyboard.”

  

Photos taken for work of a dress rehearsal at Lincoln High School of their Fall play "The Humor Games," a parody of The Hunger Games. The performance includes a fundraiser for Blank Children's Hospital in Des Moines.

Phillip Huber, a world-renowned puppeteer and entertainer performs at a benefit for a local puppeteer. Here in a extremely dark environment I was able to capture Huber's hands as he worked one of his many marionettes to the delight of both children and adults. The show was very humorus/entertaining. What a Great Show Phillip Huber!. Shot @ f/2.8 w/ISO 6400

Perhaps I have been watching a bit too much TV

We were visiting our son at Travis Airforce Base outside San Francisco and had decided to tour northward along the coast. Everywhere along the way were signs warning to "Stay Away From the Cliff" or "No Rock Climbing". And everywhere there was a sign, there was also a son disregarding them.

 

At Point Reyes National Seashore, we headed out to visit the lighthouse. My wife had just finished admonishing my son (for the hundredth time) about walking too close to the edge at our last stop when we had to pause for this herd of cattle. My son just pointed and laughed. The sign was just perfect, although I didn't have time to get out of the car to snap the picture.

 

Someone ... please ... teach these cows (and my son) how to read before they get hurt!

redactor jefe de los deportes del que pues.

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Praticamente todas as lojas de chocolates e doces de Bruxelas tem um moleque fazendo xixi moldado em chocolate. É o Manneken pis, uma estátua de bronze que fica em uma das esquinas da cidade. Não se sabe ao certo a sua história, mas uma delas conta que após uma batalha entre Bélgica e França, uma criança foi vista fazendo xixi nos soldados franceses abatidos.

Também se diz que a estátua representa o bom humor belga. Além do pintinho do mané, as lojas também vendem chocolates em forma de partes íntimas e posições do kama-sutra.

Taking advantage of the fact that Wolverine can be posed in a natural looking sitting position.

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LMFAO! Archie is potty-rocking!

 

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