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In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Who Was Pulling the Sleigh
Most of you have probably gotten this joke that goes around the internet at this time of year. I always giggle, more so this year since one of my 80-something friends sent it to me a few days after Mario and I got lost in Portland. Mario was driving. I was nauseated at the time, so driving around in stop 'n go rush hour traffic being lost was not very fun to the nth degree. After about twenty minutes of us driving around lost, I said I wanted to drive. (Very kindly I said this, don't get any ideas.) I got into the driver's seat, turned the car around, and stopped at the first lighted building, which happened to be a hotel—and I ASKED FOR DIRECTIONS. What is so freakin' hard about that?
Anyway, if you've heard this joke, stop me: Did you know that both male and female reindeer grow antlers? But by Christmas time, male reindeer are bald, bald, bald, while the female reindeer retain their luxurious antlers. You know what this means, don't you? Every single one of Santa's reindeer is female. And as my friend Ira says, "We should have known. Only women would be able to drag a fat-ass man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost." Badda-boom.
What can I say. One cornball joke a year won't kill ya. 0 commentsAll photographs and written material copyright © 2003-2008 by Kim Antieau unless otherwise indicated. May not be used without permission.
Anyway, if you've heard this joke, stop me: Did you know that both male and female reindeer grow antlers? But by Christmas time, male reindeer are bald, bald, bald, while the female reindeer retain their luxurious antlers. You know what this means, don't you? Every single one of Santa's reindeer is female. And as my friend Ira says, "We should have known. Only women would be able to drag a fat-ass man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost." Badda-boom.
What can I say. One cornball joke a year won't kill ya. 0 comments