Daisy Girl's HUMP edition.

I joined up with DaisyGirl for the HumpDay Challenge. Woo-hoo. Hey, sometime things just need to be done. Ok? If you don't wanna read, you don't have to. Ok?
Love ya peeps!

1. would you rather have a threesome with 2 guys and a girl, or 2 girls and a guy?

I'd have to say I'd rather have sex with 2 guys and a girl. 

2. Would you rather have complete sober sex or completely buzzed sex?

I think buzzed sex would be fun. (Bwahahaha!)

3. Would you rather have your toes sucked or your ears?

Toes? Are you kidding me? Totally an ear woman. Suck on my ears babe!

4. Would you rather screw George w Bush or Martha Stewart?

Seriously? I'd have to do George. Sorry, Martha doesn't cut the mustard.

5. Would you rather have morning sex or night sex?

Morning sex, definitely.

6. Would you rather do it in the hot tub or big shower?

Hot tub sex. A great BIG hot tub....Ahhh.

7. Would you rather have no sex for a week or crappy sex for 2 weeks?

Crappy sex for 2 weeks. HEY! at least it's something.

8. Would you rather be with an experience person or nonexperienced?

EXPERIENCED.

9. Would you rather be naked in public or get caught by your parents?

MY parents. They must know by now I am getting sex. After all, I do have 3 children.

10. Would you rather be with one person for the rest of your life or experience many?

One person. Less disease.

11. Would you rather be the dominant one or submissive one?

submissive one. I like my man to be in control.

12. Would you rather have sex in a church or a funeral home?

Ew. Next to dead people have sex? HA! No way. A church bathroom.

13. Would you rather have texting sex or phone sex?

Phone SEX definitely. With the one I love.

14. Would you rather die a virgin or a hoe?

HAha! a hoe. What a question.

15. Would you rather post a picture of tits or ass?

Neither. but I got me some cleavage so here ya go...

16. Would you rather do it on the kitchen counter or in front of fire place with a roaring fire?

kitchen counter. I get hungry during sex.

17. Would you rather have 30 minutes of foreplay which included a backrub or a 30 minute orgasm?

Ohhh. 30 minutes of foreplay with a back massage. Can Christopher Meloni massage me and my honey?

18. Would you rather be covered in chocolate or whip cream?

Whip cream. The creamier the BETTER.

19. Would you do it risky business style or Pretty woman style? 

Pretty woman, walking down the street. Definitely Pretty woman.

20. Would you rather have sex with the cowardly lion or the wicked witch of the west?

The cowardly lion. All he needs is a little LOVE.

and lastly

21. Would you rather have an orgasm once every 20 seconds or once every 5 years?

Once every 5 seconds. Man. Excuse me now I gotta find my vibrator.

Do you dare...this one is easy I dare ya to do it! 

Wow, Jen that was fun. Now if you will excuse me, I gotta find my man.

Are you up to the CHALLENGE?
Just click on over to DaisyGirl.  

Today I am thankful.

Image obtained thru Google Images!

Today I am thankful for a home to live in still.
I am thankful for the CNA education that I am receiving AGAIN....
I am thankful for the chance to share my CNA knowledge with others.
*CNA= certified nurse assistant

I am thankful for my husband and for his knowledge of fixing our car.
I am thankful for the job that I will obtain really soon.
I am thankful for all of you.
I am thankful for Dr. Pepper.
I am thankful for my health and for the power of a good friendship.
I am thankful for turkey and stuffing.
I am thankful for you.

I wish all of you the very BEST this holiday season. Don't worry about what you don't have this season. Think about the things you do have!
Because in the end that is all that is gonna matter.

I'm crazy I know...

HEY people!
You still out there? Lucky for you, I'm gonna link this post up to my "other" blog. Because I'm like that.
I've been busy lately. I'm looking for a job. And hopefully I can find one REAL soon too. This making money off of Twitter takes WAY too long to do.
I need rent money.
I need grocery money.
I need christmas money.
I need...I need...I need....
*sigh*
I also need chocolate. Chocolate makes me feel better.
And you know what else makes me feel better?
Comments....LOL.
I know you are out there. I know you LUB me. I know you are busy.
But just scribble anything out on a comment.
For example, "Luv U CB!"
"I love your videos!"
"I love this post, cause I SO need a massage right now!"
"You can be my CNA anytime you want!" (In a strictly professional way of course....GET YOUR minds OUT of the gutter...Geez. What is it you think I do anyway?) LOL.
AnyBlogpost, what was the point of this post anyway?
Hee-hee. I'm like that. Rambly and all.
Well, I AM excited to actually be getting into the medical field once again.
I love nursing. Someday, and maybe someday soon..ish, I will be a nurse.
And I will be able to heal all of you...
But for now....Laughter is the only medicine I can prescribe for you....
So with that READ my hilarious Thanksgiving story.
(If you are lucky enough to be my FB friend I posted there too.)

This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years. The only friction in their marriage was the husband's habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke. The noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her gasp for air, and her eyes water. Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn't stop it and that it was perfectly natural. She told him to see a doctor, she was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out.

The years went by and he continued to rip them out. Then one thanksgiving morning as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the innards, neck, gizzard, liver, and a malicious thought came to her. She took the bowl and went upstairs to her sleeping husband, and gently pulled the bed covers back, she pulled back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts.

Some time later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic foot steps as he ran into the bath room. The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing, tears in her eyes! After years of torture she reckoned she had got him back pretty good.

About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his bloodstained underpants with a look of horror on his face. She bit her lip as she asked him what was the matter. He said, 'honey you were right.' 'all these years you have warned me and i didn't listen to you…' 'what do you mean?' asked his wife. 'Well, you told me that one day i would end up farting my guts out, and today it finally happened. But by the grace of god, some Vaseline and two fingers. I think i got most of them back in.'

Peace out y'all! Happy Thursday. Only one more day until Friday....