“WHEN I consider how my light is spent
E’re half my days, in this dark world and wide,
And that one Talent which is death to hide,
Lodg’d with me useless, though my Soul more bent…”
On His Blindness
May 30, 2005 - 10:20 am
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They also serve who only sit and type.
I thought Viagra only caused blindness if you used it alone.
If it causes blindness, there’s sure to be some stiff penalties.
What about halving the dossage and risking one eye?
Peter, be careful. Looks like you doubled the dosage–
C,
No,I just put the patch over the wrong eye again.
None so blind as those who did not heed
Four hours – no more!
While caught up in the deed.
“Stand Back, Eve, I have no idea how big this thing’s gonna GET!”
God, I feel so inadequate.
“God, I feel so inadequate.”
– short bedtime prayer.
Chuck ó Only for Markus.
I guess the nuns knew waht they were talking aobut.
If Mother Nature had wanted you to remain a horny teenager all your life she would not have invented reduced testerone levels.
OT: Drudge has the lowdown on the next hot reality show: link.
Based on that photo, I’d say the pickling process is about complete.
Chuck,
That is the worst case of Botox abuse I’ve seen.
Pretty amazing, huh. I had to check the date to make sure it wasn’t coming out April 1′st.
Terrye ó When do they go down?
When the husband shows up.
“Ocular events” are just another selling point for the pharmaceutical. Aren’t blind men supposed to make better lovers?
I hope Terry is merely referring to the blessed relief of the end of teenaged tripod hell.
Terrye just forgot that our generation is NOT getting old. We are only as old as we feel, which would place most of us in our mid 20s/ the 1920s.
Will enhancement spam emails now be in braille?
Ahh…. you guys are dreaming if you think you are not getting old.
I thought my tits would stay on my chest where they damn well belong too, but if I played volley ball without a bra these days I would beat myself to death.
I just love those commercials where they say if you have an erection that last for more than four hours seek help…can you imagine going into the ER with an er… penis problem…dick dilemna…..cock conundrum…
ok I am done now.
Terrye, all is not lost, I got a boost just reading your post! Gravity is a minor problem, you got it going where it counts!
Well some of us aren’t getting ‘old as often as we used to.
Peter:
You naughty little Brit…..
and Buddy, that was sweet. hey, but once upon a time I was really quite fetching.
Terrye,Well you keep talking dirty to Buddy,you know he gets excited then passes out due to lack of blood to the brain.It’s been the tragedy of his life,he never knows whether he’s had a good time or not.
Terrye, make him quiiiit….
Peter:
You leave Buddy alone…. I am sure he can handle things without any assistance from merry ol’ England.
I never knew of a man to pass out… go to sleep maybe but not actually pass out. How rude.
Ha! Rude, or a high compliment, one of the two.
Well I aim to please.
Time for bed.
I have to get up early.
had you going there, didn’t I?
Terrye ó As I’ve said before, if I last more than four hours, I’m not calling a doctor, I’m calling everybody I know…
richard:
and take some pics too.
But for God’s sake don’t post them on the internet.
Sadly, handling things without assistance is about all the action I get.
A good rule of thumb always leads to a solution.
Ever since I saw the Milton post, I’ve had a few fragments stuck in mind, something about losing the power to choose, and having continual fresh hells opening below
so I hadda go find ‘em, lines 66-80, Paradise Lost:
“Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand?
Thou hadst. Whom hast thou then, or what, to accuse,
But Heav’n's free love dealt equally to all?
Be then his love accurs’d, since, love or hate,
To me alike it deals eternal woe.
Nay, curs’d be thou, since against his thy will
Chose freely what it now so justly rues.
Me miserable! which way shall I fly
Infinite wrath and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell;
And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep
Still threat’ning to devour me opens wide,
To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav’n.
O then at last relent! is there no place
Left for repentance, none for pardon left?
HooooWeee! Call me to that narrow path!
Terrye, do they sell time shares in your conundrum?
I get an eye test every six weeks. Soon as I need glasses, I’m quittin.