YSaC, Vol. 1067: Thank God I’m a …
neddle art – $50
this pillow can be used for your chair or a grate gift for birthdays, christmass.ect all new produts used all by hand all home made. this cuntry girl is blue and dark red took me a moth to do . these pillows are 18x 18. and all so can be persnalized .ask how. this one is sold as is. thank you.
I was really hoping I could get her to personalize this one with the title of “Cuntry Girl”.
Thanks for the link, Kim!
“Would you like me to personalize that for you?”
“I don’t think so, thanks anyways”
Hi new person! Welcome!
Hi, Gary! Our posts aren’t always like this. About the comments, I cannot say the same things.
If you need any coffee, Gary, we have slices in the corner fresh out of the oven-pot.
Given that
some how that seems to suggest far too much “alone time” is involved (even if alleged to have taken a month to “do”).
Quiet pillow time?
Ew. EW.
After a while that pillow would be a hard on to fluff up.
It took them a moth to do? Must be pure silk, then.
Hi, other new person! Welcome!
Hi person welcoming the new person!
Hi person saying howdy to the new person welcoming the new person.
Number One, the Larch.
Hi Larch!
Dear Carpathian,
Welcome.
Please don’t bite me.
Howdy Carpathian!
I’m fine with some light nibbling, just don’t touch my toes.
Vego, Vego, Vego. You’ve been a naughty monkey!
Hey hey!
Give me angry! C’mon, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I’ve worked with better.
But not many.
Thank you all. I lurk frequently, but post only rarely (and haven’t for a while). As far as biting… no promises, but as long as I’m amused, I generally won’t bite.
“used all by hand”
Er, um. Ew.
Well, a lot of these patterns are do-it-yourself.
Neddling is the art of teasing things with fur. It usually involves a trip to the doctor shortly thereafter.
I…umm…soooo many….
I…ermmm…
I have absolutely no idea how to respond to this…because, you know…ninjas.
That was me, earlier, CJ. This was up before I left home, and I would have responded except I don’t know how to transcribe one’s mouth opening and closing and eyes blinking like a puzzled goldfish … I’m pretty sure that’s what I looked like.
Do you hear minor seconds played on a xylophone when you blink at the ad? Because that’s totally happening for me.
I’m an admin – why can’t I figure out how to give this post more than one “adore?”
The best I can think of, Dan, is to add a line to the post stating this comment has been awarded elebenty million adores.
Hey! I’ve been to that cuntry.
A gentleman never tells.
:pulls chair closer:
So tell!
:skooches closer to ghostie:
Yes, do tell!
:skooches closer to ghostie and GC:
:whispers: It’s pillow talk, shhhh.
Don’t rub the puppy’s tummy!
I had the opportunity, but I didn’t go. Too swampy for my taste.
…
Hey look the coffee slices have caremel whipped topping today!
Caremel = caramel made with extra care by cuntry girls.
Crap. There’s a word I don’t often misspell, given my love of all things caramel.
In that case, I don’t wanna know who made the whipped topping.
Churned the clotted cream, mayhaps?
[ow! that’s a corner!]
How I loved John Denver!
You can give it for a birthday
You can give it for Christmas
You can personalize it
And give it to Aunt Eunice
If you give to your grandma
She’ll give your ass a big kiss!
God save us from cuntry girls!!!
Yeah, life on the farm is kinda laid back,
Ain’t nothin’ that a cuntry girl, she can’t hack.
Early to rise, early in the sack,
Thank God I’m a cuntry girl.
I finally understand that song. 8)
I grew up in the sticks.
We didn’t need a song to figure all that out. 🙂
I’m sure it would be very grating to receive that.
The others have one-year warranties for parts and labor.
Must be nice to have lemon laws in your state.
I think Sparky means grate as in it will be tossed in the fireplace soon after it’s received.
That, or Spark’ is used to seeing their “craft” put through a shredder . . .
[shudder]or it’s an obscure reference to cole slaw “dressing” [shudder]
Better deal than most of that kind of girls I’ve known, then.
I think Sparky meant to say, “This one is soiled as is.”
I don’t know what everyone is complaining about. I’ve always thought that the cuntry girl has great pillows.
But not on spelling.
A finely crafted grate would be a welcome gift! No one has ever gotten me a grate before.
:squints at photo:
:tilts head:
:closes one eye and hops on one foot:
You know – if you look at it just right, it does sort of resemble a c…
Hi, corner! I didn’t see you there.
Clam.
It resembles a clam.
Oh…wait…
Hey, any coffee slices left over there ghostie?
Just a couple of amaretto-banana, but there’s a loaf in the oven-pot.
We better get out the big cistern-pan. I have a feeling we’re going to need to make lots of coffee slices today.
We might as well declare today to be a corner open house.
Hmm. There aren’t enough chairs in the corner for all of us. I’ll bring in some pillows…
That’s okay, I think I’ll just stand.
ok, over the weekend, I saw a craft article on making pillow covers from
[drumroll]
t-shirts.
Leave it to Sparki to be ahead of that curve . . .
Quiet t-shit pillow alone time?
*hoses out corner with brain- and eye-bleach*
Neddle Neddle Neddle, I made it out of thread
Neddle Neddle Neddle, cuntry girl is blue and red!
This cuntry girl is dark red and blue
And took me a moth to do.
I think the cuntry girl is half full…
I’ll be in the corner.
Here…let me personalize that for you….
I really, really, really don’t want to know why. That sounds painful.
It has something to do with waffles.
Warning: nsfw
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=blue%20waffle
You can’t make me click on anything pertaining to blue waffle.
Huh. OK. Umm… Wow. Alright.
Things that I didn’t know grew on trees………
So uh….
uhh……….
*Looks around uncomfortably*
Shoudln’t there be a hole in that pillow?
Good thing you’re already in the corner!
Pretty sure the Snark Lounge is one big corner, today.
I thought we renamed the snark lounge “The Corner” after that day when the innuendo got out of hand.
You’re going to have to be more specific than that.
It’s way more fun when the innuendo is in hand… *cigarwaggle*
Isn’t that “In-your-end-oh”?
It’s posts (and comments) like today’s that get YSaC classified as a hardcore pornography site. For shame.
We should all sit in the corner and think about what we’ve done… and try not to laugh so much when we’re thinking about it.
So that’s what she’s hiding under that skirt.
I’ll be in the corner.
“Persnalized.” That’s a funny way to spell “pecil.”
I don’t care how it’s spelled, no amount of
alcoholpersuading would ever convince me to personalize it with a neddle.That may be because you don’t have a pecil, CJ.
As a general rule, pecils ought be needle (and nettle) free zones.
[thud]corner has a corner?
Recursive Corner is the name of my Vertical Horizon cover band.
Lola – darling do you know how
harddifficult it is to remain a lady and not respond to your pecil observation?Damned
harddifficult, I tell you.Like being solid as a rock
harddifficult.It’s a
throbbingpainfully,hard, difficult task to accomplish.I’m just glad I’m up to it.
CJ, I heart ye (TM FM) and your html skills! 8)
Hey CJ, do you need a cig after that post? I think I do.
In rereading CJ’s post, it becomes less funny and more alarming when I think abou the “From Behind … Suddenly” part.
This girl should see YSaC vol 803 for some nice signage with which she could advertise her business.
Excellent memory!
http://www.yousuckatcraigslist.com/?p=5388
What does N U T C have to do with the pillow? *innocent expression attempted*
I believe Cuntry Girl is part of Playboy University’s “Study A Broad” program.
Dear Sparky:
I would like to place an order for 100 of your chair-grate pillows. Enclosed is my check for $50K. How many moths will it take to fill this order? I need them for my website christmass.ect., so sew fast.
p.s. are “produts” some sort of new professional donut hybrid?
Got a telegram from the line earlier.
No. (stop)
Effin. (stop)
Way. (stop)
Something tells me the line won’t be returning…umm…ever.
OT — Eclectic Blue needs our love and support today.
Sigh….damn, damn, damnation, damn, damn…sigh….
Slinging happy thoughts her way.
Sparky McDaniels hear
all y’all keep picking on us craigslisters but i see nothin’ wrong with cuntry girls fact is i knowed i cuntry gal oncet bless her heart
so i recomposed a tune bout this cuntry gal
Daisy went down to Georgia, she was looking to neddle and sew.
She was in a bind ‘cos she was way behind, her OBO’s were runnin’ low.
When her Christmass gifts and grate birthday gifts turned out that they weren’t so hot.
That’s when Daisy pumped a craigslist ad and said: “boys let me tell you what:”
“I bet you didn’t know it, but I’m a cuntry girl too.”
“And if you’d care to take a dare, I’ll make a deal for you.”
“Now you’ve got some pretty good lookers here, but give this girl her due:”
“I’ll set my pillows against all yourn, ‘cos I’ll personalize it for you.”
A boy said: “My name’s Johnny and it might be a sin,
But open your doors, for you won’t regret, ‘cos I’m gonna fetch my kin.”
Johnny you rosin up your bow and play that tune right smart.
‘Cos hells broke loose in Georgia and Daisy deals in hearts.
And when you’re done you get this silky pillow for your chair.
But pay up front, a price she thinks is fair.
So Daisy opened up her house and she said: “I’ll start this show.”
A moth flew by her fingertips as she took up neddle to sew.
And she made new produts used all by hand and started her customer list.
Many’s a kith an’ kin came in and the business got so brisk.
And when they’d finished, Daisy thought: another hunnert bucks a throw.
“Cos I personalize, each one, there’s the stain that you can show.”
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
Daisy’s opened house and she’ll sit your son.
Daisy on a pillow, rakin’ in dough.
“Granny, can I go there?”
“No, child, no.”
Now Daisy bowed her head because her straits had gotten dire.
She hung her pillows up and she roused the menfolk’s ire.
Johnny said: “Daisy just come on back if you ever get it fixed.”
But Daisy said: “You broke my cyst, I’m done with all you hicks.”
Fire on the mountain, run boys, run.
Daisy’s opened house and she’ll sit your son.
Daisy on a pillow, rakin’ in dough.
“Granny, can I go there?”
“No, child, no.”
I know, corner…
“…took me a moth to do.” When moths make a to-do, they start crying. Did you ever see an old moth bawl?
Gotta have a magnifying glass to see moth bawls.
FM, this is going to hurt you more than it does me. 8) A lot of alots more.
Punchity Punch Punch!
G’Night, JOHN MARTIN SOMMERS!
I don’t comment much, but I had to post and say that this post has unfortunately gotten this song (‘Cuntry Boner’) stuck in my head: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zc88O04XCV8
^ NSFW, by the way. It might also pollute your soul. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Any suggestions for a replacement earworm?
Are you a famous person? My reply depends on whether your answer is yes or no.
Er, only in my own mind. Yourself?
Yes. I am the Queen of Denial… perhaps you’ve heard of me?
And a new earworm: Donnie and Marie Osmond’s I’m A Little Bit Country…. there… isn’t that better? 🙂