YSaC, Vol. 596: It anagrams to “A Flared Nun,” if that helps.
2010 March 5
Hey gents! We’ve got another real winner for you! You can tell they’re real, because they say so right in the ad:
REAL AND FUN – w4m
REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REAL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Apparently, they’re also fun.
I’m pretty sure a crime has been committed. She has the right to remain silent. She almost got that right.
Well, at least we know what [Female Traits 1] and [Female Traits 2] are now!
Oh, and because we are ALL thinking it…I wonder if she means her personality or her…I’ll just say it…her boobs.
THERE! NOW IT’S OUT OF THE WAY!
Woot! I think you’re right. Her boobs probably house her personality. Hopefully, it’s a nice house.
They’re REAL! And FUN!
Not all boobs are. Both, I mean.
No, according to Seinfeld, some are real and fabulous!
Some are fake and scary. (Though, some are fake and replacements, which is not scary, because there’s nothing scary about wanting to look normal after illness takes them away.)
You can make a pair of your own, if you like. They won’t be real, but they do look like fun!
Knitted Knockers are awesome. I have a friend who works for a cancer patient support center, and who thinks they are fab. I don’t even need any and I want some – so pretty.
Yesterday was show day. Usually, day-after show day I’m in all kinds of pain and not firing on all six cylinders. So I was surprised to come up with this all on my own.
If one’s real and the other’s fun, does that mean one’s fake and the other’s – well, boring? Do we only get to interact with one? If so, do we have to choose first and are they labeled? Or do we have to figure out which one’s which on our own and are we committed to the decision we made about the one with which we want to interact?
Fire bad, tree pretty.
@Yancy: one boob always lies and the other always tells the truth.
“If I asked your other breast whether it was telling the truth, what would it say?”
“If you meet a woman with talking knockers, you might want to get her number.”
To paraphrase Sleep Talkin’ Man (a new favorite blog of mine), her boobs and her personality are the same thing. Huge and in your face.
Check it out…how low can you go? ChaCha now ya’ll.
And weep for the death of high standards.
Why yes! I would love to shove a hot poker through my ears today. How did you know?
I really aim to please. The true hot poker was remembering I used to ROLLER skate to the original. Hot poker to my ego.
That. Is. Awesome!!!!
ooooohhhh…….anagrams
Under an A.L.F.
But that would be unreal and not much fun. Unless you’re into being probed in certain places.
Then the anagram would fit: “Anal Refund.” And? Ew.
It also anagrams to “Anal fed urn”. EW.
Only at the famed funeral home.
Anagram – fur a la nude
(correction) oops, used the “u” twice instead of an “n”. See other comment about not firing on all six cylinders.(/correction)
“Anal Fed Urn” = Ash repository for dead IRS auditor
Also:
* fan lead run
* rad leaf nun
* un-anal fred
* anal nerd-fu (which I nominate as today’s band name.)
Un-anal Fred? I think I know that guy!
Anal Nerd-Fu sounds like either the world’s worse matial art or one of those obscure trivia contests where nerds argue over whether or not Vulcans can be left-handed.
Worst prawn name ever. Anal Nerd-Fu
Anal nerd-fu = Martial arts between tightly-wound, super-retentive geeks.
Later edit: Dang, Sarajean beat me to the dweeb martial-arts reference.
Also:
DA feral nun.
Clean her up and civilize her a bit, and she might even be minty.
Somehow, I can’t help hearing today’s ad shouted by Zippy the Pinhead.
Which might just make the prospect of answering it more appealing. (Fire up the washing machine! Ding-Dongs and taco sauce for everyone!)
AND FUNERAL!!!!!!!!!!AND FUNERAL!!!!!!!!!!AND FUNERAL!!!!!!!!!!AND FUNERAL!!!!!!!!!!AND FUNERAL!!!!!!!!!!AND FUNERAL!!!!!!!!!!
.. or is that DAN FUNERAL!!!!!?
[I don’t know him]
Funeral? Well, is it a party funeral with bikini-clad pallbearers, or not?
(Somehow, I wonder whether the bikini-pallbearers would qualify as REAL AND FUN!!!!!!!!!!)
Yeah, how else are you going to put the FUN back into Funeral?
Sure; it was more the “REAL” I was questioning.
If you know what I mean.
DAN FUNERAL!!!!!? Not the ostrimu! NOOooooOoooOOO!
*sh1tstorm of Epic Sadness*
What was penguin saying about barbeque…?
with Willie as background music and beer bottles clinking.
I would now like to say a few words. He was a great ostrimu, but he owed to much money to the IRS and they anal nerd-fud him untill he couldent take it anymore and stuck his head in the sand for too long. Rest in peace, Dan the ostrimu!
I know the perfect guy for this woman.
ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER!ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER! ROOFER!
And when it comes time for ROOFER and REAL AND FUN to furnish their house, i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!i got a red table for sale! take it for free!
aww, I was totally going to ask if the “real and fun” thing happened to be a free red table for sale. I have been beat to the “red table for sale” reference. sigh, time zones.
I just realized that their should have been a ROOOFER in there, Bianchi. And the “Roofer” YSaC was three months ago. What is it about this that we can remember THIS idiocy, and I can’t find my friggin car keys.
I’m trying to get our bar-code scanner (OK, so it’s for book checkout not a grocery store, but still, it’s only the one we have) over here to see if the exclamation points secretly harbor their price. You know, like a UPC on something from the store!
Hm, I’m getting a book title called “Cheap Ho Bot.”
Wait, you mean she’s not REAL??!! Do you think she’s still FUN?!!?
But the boobs are still real, right? Or replacements? Either can be fun…right??? Oh…the botmanity!!
Or is that boobmanity?
Well…I know a boob man. Or boob men. And a few men who are boobs. Or is it Boobs? They all like boobmanity. And would be lost without it!
What’s this about a boob manatee?
It’s been a while since I went to Weeki Wachee Springs. Do they have a new act there?
{corey} In the book Tattoo Blues by Michael McClelland, one of the characters gets a tattoo of a farting manatee on her breast.{/corey}
Or is it Boob Matinee? I guess that’s a little pron-ish. Or Amsterdam-ish.
Watch out, this could be Jeremy Hillary Boob, Phd.
…making all his nowhere plans, for no boobie.
REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! REEL AND FUN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh! she likes to fish!!! Now there’s a woman for me.
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See, even though I’m a woman who enjoys fishing, I initally read that as [movie] reel and fun! And liked that idea even better.
Whoohoo!
It’s hard to find a REAL REELING woman.
I feel privileged 😀
Easy, boy. Put that rod away.
Damn, here I’ve been trying to get by on my looks when all I needed to do was advertise the fact that I can fish.
Maybe I should get a T-shirt made –
“I can bait my own hook”
“Wanna see my tackle box?”
“I have my own rod”
On second thought…
“I Like to Spend Time With the Little Man in the Canoe,” maybe?
““You smell fishy” Is A Compliment”
“I Think My Bobbers Are Caught On A Limb”
“There Is A Size Limit To Fish In This Pond”
Oh, Lola, your comments always leave me reeling.
*hey, look, a straw! I think I shall grasp at it*
Okay, I want that on a T-shirt.
I thought (movie) reel too. Porno anyone?
Somebody say porno?
Yep. It’s real/reel and fun.
Ooops. Did I actually say that? Please disregard. I know nothing about pron (said in my best Sgt. Schultz voice)
I’m pretty sure this is drug related. Are you guys really that naive??
The best I got in the way of drug references would be NARF A LUDEN, but Ludens are barely medicine. RAN LUDE FAN? FAR LUDE NAN? I got nothin.
Sounds like a drama about a man obsessed with streaking. Jude Law as main character with social boundary issues.
Jude “Nanny Shagger” Law sounds like a great choice for someone with social boundary issues, frankly.
Nanny Shagger would make an excellent band name.
Related to Mick Shagger?
mcshagger….my new alias.
And the opening act… Petal-Tossing Dwarves
I just like the way that sounds. It’s real and fun ♥
McShagger – any relation to McLovin?
“Petal-Tossing Dwarves”
+elebenty
Even if banned everywhere but Australia
(And “Petal-Tossing Gnomes” would need to be truncated to “Tossing Gnomes” even with all the attendant audience-engagement risk . . . )
That isn’t really the point.
The point is – does this person suck at Craigslist?
Yes. Yes they do.
And boy,howdy!
At least they are very enthusiastic about sucking,as long as it is real and fun.
EDIT: I just re-read that and it looks worse than I intended it to.
Ha, just read the side-note. “[Windrose will] have to engage in self-punching today…”
Windrose, why ya punching yourself? Why ya punching yourself? huh, huh huh, Windrose? Stop punching yourself, stop punching yourself…
Maybe she can get Chthulhu to do it for her 😉
*You Suck at Craigslist does not condone domestic abuse. Suggestions are made in a jesting spirit. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. Offer not valid in Hawaii or Kansas. Possible side effects include shortness of breath and temporary amnesia. Sucking may be regulated by local laws or policies; check with your doctor to see whether Cat Math is right for you.
Void where prohibited by law.
That one always freaked me out as a child. What if it was against the law where I was, and I didn’t know?!?
Cath Math should not be taken with boiling brain bleach, minty shells (D-series) or rare cereals.
For topical use only. Do not ingest. Anything. Ever. Cape does not enable wearer to fly.
Do Not Taunt the YS@Cers.
But feeding them is OK. We like bacon, and M&Ms, and sammiches, and anything minty.
If you somehow find a way to make minty sammiches from bacon-flavored M&Ms, we will follow you around like a pack of starving dogs.
Come, Igor, to the la-BOR-a-tory!!
I wonder where Igor is these days, anyway. Didn’t he pop in a couple of weeks ago?
Cue the spotlight! I made it! Mama, look at your baby, now! *dances around room with the puncher looking for card* Dang. Where is it? Guess I’ll just have to punch my self! LOL
“Realand Fun!” (sorry, I can’t make myself use more than one exclamation point at a time)
http://www.genealogytoday.com/surname/finder.mv?Surname=Realand
Realand is my least favorite part of Disneyland. Although “It’s A Normal, Normal World” and “Longshoremen of the Atlantic Seaboard” aren’t bad.
Then there’s “The CarHorn,” where you swoop down the hill and through the puddles in a Radio Flyer, trying to avoid Mrs. Dombrowsky’s ’68 Pontiac (they don’t make Detroit cars like they used to). That’s even more awesome when you’re bigger and weigh more – serious speed!
Another of my favorites is “Captain Eh,” which was recently brought back. It’s OK.
I love Low Earth Orbit Mountain, but I hate waiting in line.
I’m sticking with the Funeraland theme….holy smokes, how fun can that be!
Don’t forget Polluted Rivers of America. I love the Settlers telling the Native Americans, “We’ll give you such a thrashing!”
I TRUSTED YOU!!!I TRUSTED YOU!!!I TRUSTED YOU!!!I TRUSTED YOU!!!I TRUSTED YOU!!!I TRUSTED YOU!!!I TRUSTED YOU!!!I TRUSTED YOU!!!
–the late Andy Kaufman, on SNL…and now I won’t be able to sleep tonight.
Why am I getting ads for used motorcycles? Are those considered “REAL AND FUN!”?
There’s also ads for used transmissions, which I’m pretty sure only fall under one of those categories.
but I connect them to Willie, bbq and football
I got it – Kevin Bacon asks Willie over to fix the transmission on his used motorcycle, then they have a barbeque and watch football. (And possibly enjoy a locally grown agricultural product.)
Locally grown? S***, man, not if Willie has some new Thai stick/BC bud around!
He’s heavily into that Farm-Aid thing, man – You know, you gotta support your local farmers. Think organic. Shop locally.
Ah, right. Maybe it’s “shop locally for excellent hydroponically home-grown” for special occasions, then.
Penguin, it might be time to put your willie away. 8)
Perhaps the same reason I’m getting “Local Classifieds” “Buy & Sell Used Items” & “CL Classifieds” all of which beggar the imagination in how they google-relate to “real” and “fun.”
I’m taking a stab that it’s in reference to Windrose’s Ode to Corey and “DA minty shell” that the car references are coming up. These Topic Bots are hard to get a handle on.
I need Lola’s coffee IV, because I first read this as ‘Feal and Run’.
Misspelled, but what else would I expect from craigslisters?
Feel and Run has been the favorite schoolyard game of many children, who grow up to post horrible things on craigslist.
Ah, young love. Trips to the principal’s office. Sexual harassment investigations. Bittersweet memories.
“Feel and Run” was one of my favorite games growing up, topped only by that college game, “Feel and Hang Around Awkwardly in the Morning”
But always a prerequisite for our favorite big-girl game, ‘Feel the Gynecologist Poking Around Awkwardly’.
And the ever-popular “Scary Machine That Crushes Your Fun-Bag Flat,” AKA “A Mammogram”.
That’s where the crocheted boobs come in handy. Whip those puppies out and tell them to “flatten their little hearts out!”
OOh, they’re crocheted with little hearts on them? I want some!
Honey, they can have anything you (or anyone) want, including facsimile “tattoos” and piercings.
http://theknittingexperience.com/knitted_knockers_program/
Feal and Run sounds like a variant of Kissing Tag. I remember my mother being horrified when I told her we played that at daycare. I wasn’t old enough to be kissing boys! I shouldn’t kiss boys! That’s bad!
… I suspect, now that I think about it, that a lot of my repression issues started right then. Now I know.
Also, Feel and Hang Around, etc. is still a micro-improvement over Feel and Get Bounced Out in the Middle of the Night So You Can Stumble Home in the Dark. (Bastard. I still think that’s s***ty. On the other hand, I learned fast. It only happened once.)
What you don’t realize is that your mother was giving you the okay on being a lesbian. Because boys are the devil. If you had listened to her like a good child, you wouldn’t have had to play the Bounced Out version of the game. Thank God you learned. I know girls who gripe to me about it at least once a month. And then we play the Loyal Friend bonus Round, which is….
‘Out of Bed at 3 am to Drive to Cryptically-Described Location in Bad Part of Town to Pick Up Stumbling, Crying Friend, Listen to Same Sob Story, Give Same Unheeded Advice, Then Sit Around with Awkward Aardvark at the Gynecologists Office While Your Friend Lies to First-Name Basis Intake Nurse.’
Oh, that should be the Band Name of The Day!!
You’ll have to abbreviate it or it’ll never fit on the marquee.
HHNF:
*SNORT!!!* Actually, I think the only thing that consoles my parents about my aging, unmarried state is that it’s not because I’m a lesbian. That, for them, would be worse. I, on the other hand, think I might have better luck being at least bisexual, because as (I think) Woody Allen put it, you have twice the chance of getting dates! And I could marry either in more and more states! (Not this one, though.) But, instead, I’m stuck with men.
… Sorry, I didn’t realize that sigh was SO loud.
You’re a kinder friend than I am. After my friends and I turned, oh, 25 or so, we stopped putting up with fetching-in-the-middle-of-the-night crap.
Lola, I’m here for you. *grin*
And I will be taking that comment in a completely non-innocent way, HHNF. Not Room-worthy…yet.
Meredith, I was going to respond with “Group hug!!11!” but figured that would be room-citeable for sure. So I didn’t.
“You’ll have to abbreviate it or it’ll never fit on the marquee.”
That, and even “Lies to Nurse” will never get speeled right on the markie, anywhos. (Eek! “Lies to Lain Nurse”!!11!!)
“need Lola’s coffee IV”
Ok, I am a product of both my age and experience, but, I only just now read that as “Intra Venous” and have been treating it as meaning an iteration after Lola’s coffee III . . .
But, if I don’t know WAT5 I don’t know WAT IV either fortan the better or worse.
There’s an old Achewood comic that I read last week, in which Ray Smuckles pronounces HIV (the virus) “High-Five.”
You know, I’m real and fun, but you don’t hear me bragging about it all over town….
Yeah, I’ve only got the one billboard and it’s not even on a very busy highway…
I had to cancel the midgets with sandwich boards following me around all day and tossing rose petals at my feet, though. Union issues.
Those guild members can be so hard to work with.
“Pardon me, Sarajean? We legally represent the Lollipop Guild, the Lollipop Guild, the Lollipop Guild… and we’re here to serve you with this subpoena.”
Go away, I paid your bribe…er, I mean…I donated to the Home for Orphaned Marmosets in your name already this week.
Here in Vermontland, billboards are illegal.
So I’m pretty much sticking to the petal-tossing dwarves in sammich boards, at least until I can find some less expensive trained lemurs.
Huh. I’d always sort of felt that Vermont was a lot more pleasant to drive through than places with what felt like equally scenic geography, but couldn’t really place why.
Now I know!
http://www.chicagonow.com/blogs/improvised-blog/assets_c/2009/08/Moppetstruce-thumb-378×268-13785.jpg
Not these two midgets, right? Cause that would be awesome.
they do the bragging for you….*wink, wink*
oh, I think I’ll advertise this way.
“SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!SLIGHTLY DESPERATE AND INSECURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Me likey the new avatar, by the by. I know it’s from Space Ghost, but the name eludes me.
HI, MY NAME IS BRAK!
That’s the one! I had the voice but could not dredge up the name to save my life.
I thought you were awesome? ;p
I AM AWESOME.
… but you don’t her her bragging about it all over town. No, no, indeed.
“Real” and “Fun”?
Well, wouldn’t a “real” person includes some sort of contact info? Or, is the search for this “real” person part of the “fun”?
Or, is the “fun” in tormenting people with “real” language skills?
Or, more telling, have we discovered that CL has a limit of only 8 CTRL+V “pastes” per post?
Perhaps I need some time at the Stumble-In, the 40 Watt being closed for a private party and all . . .
It’s like you’re seeing only one side of a really weird game of Marco Polo. I’m curious if there’s an ad out there for
LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!LAME AND BORING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She was posting sort of a cryptogram. I think I figured it out.
Real and Fundamentally off!
Menu at YSaC gathering in the summer in Vegas: M&Ms, bacon wrapped around more bacon, shell-shaped chocolates that are minty, Crisco (guess the age!), rare cereals, coffee in IV pumps, NO BACONTINIs, sammiches, and Windrose Punch.
Is the gathering happening? And when is it likely to be?
jackie, christina has offered to organize the trip for us, I just needed my life to settle down again before I could give out my email address to her (my dot windrose at sbcglobal dot net) so we can discuss things. There’s a topic in the forums for people to weigh in so we are sure to include you as the details are confirmed. 8)
NO Bacontinis?
Fugetaboutit!
All those exclamation points and no content. Me thinks thou dust protest too much! I haven’t seen this much over-compensation since Heidi Montag got “boobed up”. Since Dustin Diamond did porn. Since Donald Trump did…anything.