Ssshhh…I’m Not Really Here

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I must apologise for yesterday’s post overload – the searches post was supposed to be published today but I forgot to change the date.  Sorry if you were overwhelmed. 

I’m mightily peeved with myself.  I didn’t want to steal Tory Boy’s thunder.  I worked really hard to make his birthday story a good post and then I accidentally sabotaged it.  Now you see for yourself how my mothering style works.

To make up for it, I am not posting anything today apart from this morning’s joke and this apology.  So just the two posts, then, or double the amount of posts I need to post to qualify for postaday2011.

As I’m already here, and so are you, I might as well share this conversation between my balding brother and hirsute husband:

‘Have you ever considered a transplant?’ asked the Hub.

‘No,’ said my brother, ‘I think I’d look strange with a kidney on my head.’

Joke 33

A lonely frog, desperate for any form of company, telephoned the Psychic Hotline to find out what his future had in store.

His Personal Psychic Advisor advised him, “You are going to meet a beautiful girl who will want to know everything about you.”

The frog is thrilled.  “This is great! Where will I meet her, at work, at a party?”

“No” says the psychic, “in a Biology class.”