Bad Taste

so I'm cooking dinner last night (turkey tacos if you care) and I'm cutting some onions. One drops on the floor and my son picks it up. I say "Reid... I don't think you're gonna like that..." So, he puts it right in his mouth and then promptly makes that face that you make when you eat a lemon, combined with a fly... yeah, you know the face. Then he spits it out on the floor and waves "bye-bye" to it...

Speaking of bad taste... who the hell is Russ Dalbey anyhow? How dare he ride the jersey pockets of the cycling community to sell his damned program for buying and selling notes... Ummm, I been around a while and I don't seem to remember him in the lineup of up and coming cyclists. I demand that you take cycling's good name off of your shtick... we've got enough problems with doping (the real kind not the BurgerMaster kind) without adding scams to the list.

So, what the hell is with PEZ's distraction today? How'd they manage to get Jean Enerson to pose for the PDD? Time to up their game a bit... it's time for some nudity... just to make up for distractions like today's... I don't want to be distracted like that anymore.

O.k....now for some fun... As I loosely promised on PruBlog (the one stop shop for shades)... here is your entertainment for the day.