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Popo The pocket monkey
Hi I’m cute little popo. I can open my mouth and give a shriek, and I can rock forward and backward……slowly. Now, let’s have fun togethen. My tail moves down and makes a cirde.
This convulsing .. is it visual?
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Where is the convulsing exit?
Try Depakote.
thingy.
I was wondering that too.
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oops wrong engrish picture.
I thought this was a revolting door.
No, this is the door to disdain. Revulsion is the next door over.
Dunno; it keeps moving.
Catch it, pin it down, and let me use it!
Your tail better not be making any cirdes around here! Hope your owner brought a pooper scooper.
Is that where the dog s**t comes from?
Well, somebody has to say it. Is that a Monkey in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me?
What’s that in my pocket… ? OMG! yuck!! pocket monkey popo!!
Yeesh! Your pocket stinks lady!
I guess nobody’s glad to see me…
Not true, JohnB. I’ll be happy to see you as soon as I get this shrieking, rocking, popo monkey out of my pocket! If this keeps up I am going to enter convulsions.
Then perhaps this isn’t the best time to visit. Give me a call when the monkey is euthanaized and your pants are cleaned.
Euthanized! This poor little popo monkey was bottle-fed by a cold, unyielding wire frame in a glass box in front of gawking humans, while the monkey in the next box got a warm surrogate mother made of terrycloth. Of course it shrieks and rocks back and forth! It’s neurotic as all get-out!
Tell it to Harlow.
That is depressing stuff. How can people be so mean, both to monkeys and other people? Being mean in the interests of science steals a bit of your soul, even if it is for “learning.”
You’re not my type, not enough X and too much Y.
I have one ex, and that’s quite enough for me.
Of course, she did leave me with plenty of, “Why?”
Don’t think about it Johnny! Here, this will make you feel better. *Gives bottle of….some kind of alcohol*
Oh, believe me, that’s when I went from liking to party to seeking to numb my pain, and that’s a downhill trip all the way. Booze and drugs only postpone the day of reckoning, and then when the day comes it’s worse than it ever would have been. Today I know there’s nothing in that bottle or that pill or that joint or that snort that’s going to make anything in my life any better. For me, that way is death and hell, plain and simple. Oh, I will get good and high tonight, but it will be on the Spirit, not spirits. And the only hangover I’ll have will be good feelings and positive thoughts!
Nice reply! I feel about the same way! I think drugs are irrational.
I don’t pass judgment on people who seem to be able to take a drink or smoke a joint now and then and it doesn’t mess up their lives. But for those of us who have addictive disease, it will become terminal if not arrested. And the odds of a person’s having addictive disease are a lot higher than most people think it is, and it’s impossible to predict who is going to get it until it happens, and when it happens it is much harder to get out of than most people realize.
If this were a Spangrish site, we would be laughing at the word Popo, which means poop.
Specially at this sentence:
Hi I’m cute little popo.
Well, I guess that’s why he opens his mouth and gives a shriek. Maybe he’s got hemorrhoids.
Of course, as George Carlin once observed, they should really be called assteroids.
How come things in space are called asteroids and things in your butt are called hemorroids?
Also, Popo is a “cute” German word for butt. Very versatile, that word…
And Mr. Popo is a character on Dragonball!
Well, I’ve never played Dragonball, but when my balls are draggin’ I don’t feel much like playing anyway.
It’s a Manga and three Animes. They are redoing one of them now to make it shorter.
My husband watched all the Dragonball episodes online. It would get me annoyed that he spent a lot of hours watching those. I am glad that is over.
He also loved the “Knights of the Zodiac” or “Seiya”.
This has to be the most boring reply I have witnessed all year! Epic Interesting(ly) Fail!
Reminds me of Readers’ Digest letters…
I am not here to entertain you.
Ding! Lame.
And I meant that entirely for Macfly there. La Conejita is still an excellent rabbit.
Your link is not as straight as you think.
Thank you Meowth.
*gives Meowth a ball of yarn*
*then takes it back and gives him a dragon ball*
I’d wish la conejita away if i were you, meowth.
I’m still here. Why would he wish me away? He’s my friend and a very nice cat.
Exactly! Besides, I’d need all seven of them to make a wish!
Howdy ho!
Good grief, is this meant to be an item you’d give to a child? It sounds more like a description of one of the items I saw during that terribly educational trip to Sexyland…
Well, you’ll note that he rocks forward and backward, but there’s no up-and-downing.
There is an offer of having fun togethen.
Fun “to get hen”? I’m sorry, I don’t want to go there.
You’re not chicken, are you?
No, I’m yellow.
I’m a chicken.
Well, then obviously for you it is fun to get hen.
And you probably taste like Lexus, but I’m not really interested in checking that out.
Well, there are certain positions where you would rock to and fro rather than up and down, particularly if you were practicing a tantric dicipline.
It rocks back and forth…slowly.
And instead of moaning, it shrieks.
What is this thing even supposed to be?????
A pocket monkey, I guess.
What’s with all the question marks? Usually one does the trick.
“LindsayBaby” is obviously not prone to subtlety.
She just wants to get attention because she’s a quintaple (?).
Do you mean a person with five personalities? Or someone who was born at the same time as four siblings?
I meant it as in “she wants attention because she’s a double D”. But instead she has 5 times as more (?).
BTW, I don’t really know if she’s a double D, or any other size, I haven’t looked.
Oh, okay. You would just express that as, “She’s a DDDDD,” or more often, include the bust measurement for clarity, as in, “She’s a 40DDDDD.” I did look, and she doesn’t actually have a large bust. She is attractive, but as you have noted there is something sad about someone taking pictures of themselves semi-nude and posting them on the web. In this case, it’s even sadder that she has titled this her “modeling portfolio.” Apparently she has not learned that to even call something a modeling portfolio, the pics should be professionally done, at the very least.
What I am about to say is true:
When I got married, I did take pictures. However I went to professionals who did the make-up and photography. I paid plenty of money for this. I made my husband a calendar in which I was semi and in others completely….
The only man that has seen that calendar is my husband. He was extremely happy with the present. I feel no need to have it online.
If you’ve got the goods, it’s probably a good idea. Then you don’t have pictures of strange women in the house, and your husband has pictures to enjoy.
Does he still have it? That would be a pretty cool anniversary gift!
Yes, he still has it, but I don’t think I can regift him a 2004 calendar.
I don’t mean regift, I mean it was cool when he first got it!
Wait for the years to perfectly re-allign, then replace the 2004′s with 2009′s
I think she should just do a new one. I’d bet La Conejita is lovelier now than she was in 2004.
Thanks John for the compliment.
Even if I wanted to make another one, I don’t think I could spend that much money again.
We didn’t have kids when we first go married. After having them, we don’t spend as much on ourselves.
But maybe with a few more gray hairs…..
To me, the appearance of maturity and depth is more alluring than youthful unblemishedness. That was a fine gift to give your husband. And I fully understand about the effect of children on your spending habits. Any parent who doesn’t put their kids first shouldn’t be a parent.
ShadowSplicer,
I don’t have gray hairs yet. I am only 26 years old. My mother is 43 years old and even she doesn’t have gray hairs yet.
I know to a teenager, 26 might seem really old, but it’s not as old as you think.
John,
I agree.
And, SS, you would be AMAZED how young 26 sounds to someone who is 56! In fact, La Conejita’s mother sounds young to me at 43. Despite my ancient age, I don’t have any grey hairs either, but that is thanks to the good folks at Just For Men.
Expressing it as “D to the 5th power” would also suffice.
If we had a convenient way of putting down exponents, or for that matter subscripts, that would be easier. But we don’t.
I think the print on bras is already small enough, that if they added subscripts it would be hard to read them.
I always looked much more closely after the bra was removed anyway. And the only reason I would read a bra would be if it provided instructions as to how to get it off, which of course they never do!
If men could reinvent bras they would probably make them close with Velcro rather than hooks.
Actually, I got quite good at the hooks, with practice.
Yeah, well we can do it with our hands behind our back.
I don’t believe you! Demonstration please?
My wife can take hers off without removing her shirt. I had a colleague who claimed she could put on pantyhose while driving. I think that’s taking it too far.
I still want a demonstration!
I can also take mine off without removing my shirt. I don’t really wear pantyhose but if I did, I don’t think I would do it while driving.
ShadowSplicer,
I can do a demonstration, but you can’t see me anyways, so what’s the point.
Yes I can s-…it’s not like I am standing outside your window watching you……so go ahead…………heheheh…..
*popo makes a circle* “now stand in that circle”….”like this?” “yeah….BYYYYEE” “WAIT WHA-” *popo smiles*
…There’s always TomTom the shoulder squirrel…
I think the GPS navigation system would be more reliable than putting a squirrel on your shoulder.
It depends on where you want to go.
Well, I sure don’t need to go find nuts. They find me!
“To the tree! To the tree!”
Five internets if you know where that quote is from.
Planet of the Dogs?
Dogs On Wheels. A masterpiece!
Where was my brain?! Go, Dogs, Go!
Grrrr…I would’ve said that if you hadn’t! I knew that one!
*hands SS five internets and claps him on the back*
Y’all have fun with them internets, y’heah! Watch out fer the tubes!
I Googled it, and found that I can buy one for $0.01! (Plus $10 S&H!)
Just the kind of pet I was looking for!
One that opens its mouth and gives a shriek? One that goes back and forth…slowly? One that enters into convulsions? I take it, then, that either you have strong codependency issues, or you’re a veterinarian who always wanted ER duty.
This thing’s so full of innuendo I don’t know where to start…
Innuendo and out the other?
^ Thats the concept.
That’s also the title of Michael Feldman’s book, if I’m not mistaken. (And anyone who says otherwise is itching for a fight!)
Innuendo: an Italian suppository.
Minimise: girlfriend of Mickey.
Only if he has more than one named Minnie. (That would save him the trouble of having to remember what name to moan in bed in the dark. Back in my shameless carousing days I got myself into trouble a time or two with that problem…)
You had secks with giant mice? Yikes!
And apparently more than once.
Hey, when it’s closing time, and I’ve had too much to drink, no telling WHAT I might go home with!
Just watch out for what else might be coming home with you!
The perfect Christmas gift- a convulsing monkey which rocks back and forth =D
No, thanks. I already have a kid.
Popo (the logo in the lower left) is German for botty.
Well, I’m not at all familiar with the term, “botty,” but if you’re referring to feces, that was noted above. Any “botty” else heard that word?
Yes, dear, your botty is your sit-upon. Your rear. Your B-O-T-tom.
I see. How cutey!
Is Fritz your real name?
Never cast your Perls before swine.
I just want to know if there is another Fritz on this site……
There is, but he’s on the fritz.
I AM NOT!!!
……but my name is!
of course not.
Oh well….
Popo means ass,
in german . . .
i pointed this out before you!
WIN!!! 135th comment! Random! *strinks out*
Every girls “best friend”.