Seriously. It's a real question. Because this is a real thing. And I don't mean your buttocks. Believe it or not, there really are items you can purchase under the name, "Big Ass..."
That is what I found out the other day while indulging in a Coastal Living Magazine, sitting on the couch, minding my own business. It's very difficult for me to have a normal response to the mundane every day things in life. This is especially so when I have such an easy target for my deranged humor. And then there it was... Glowing like a beacon of light from the magazine pages.
Big Ass Fans.
"You'll like the way it looks. You'll love the way it feels."
Because, I mean, come on... Who doesn't love a Big Ass? Can I say Big Ass a few more times? I don't think that's possible. *Trying to restrain myself from uncontrollable potty mouth humor.* Nope. Maybe one more for good measure? BIG ASS. Nope. Still not enough. Once you start the Big Ass jokes you just can't stop.
Where do you like to position your BIG ASS? I like to position mine in a room with style. Or perhaps position it over the veranda to ensure maximum air circulation to my area. I'm snorting right now, I can't stop the laughter.
OK, OK, I'll stop now.
Oh, dear lord, yes please. Thank you. Roaring laughter ensued, followed by snarky cackles for at least an hour. I plastered all the social media accounts with it and of course had to follow up with a blog about it. This was the best little gem so far on my family vacation. A vacation, which up until now, has been filled with sick kids and work pings for the husband. AWESOME.
Thank you, Coastal Living Magazine. (Wipes tears of joy.) Thank you.
That is what I found out the other day while indulging in a Coastal Living Magazine, sitting on the couch, minding my own business. It's very difficult for me to have a normal response to the mundane every day things in life. This is especially so when I have such an easy target for my deranged humor. And then there it was... Glowing like a beacon of light from the magazine pages.
"You'll like the way it looks. You'll love the way it feels."
Because, I mean, come on... Who doesn't love a Big Ass? Can I say Big Ass a few more times? I don't think that's possible. *Trying to restrain myself from uncontrollable potty mouth humor.* Nope. Maybe one more for good measure? BIG ASS. Nope. Still not enough. Once you start the Big Ass jokes you just can't stop.
Where do you like to position your BIG ASS? I like to position mine in a room with style. Or perhaps position it over the veranda to ensure maximum air circulation to my area. I'm snorting right now, I can't stop the laughter.
OK, OK, I'll stop now.
Oh, dear lord, yes please. Thank you. Roaring laughter ensued, followed by snarky cackles for at least an hour. I plastered all the social media accounts with it and of course had to follow up with a blog about it. This was the best little gem so far on my family vacation. A vacation, which up until now, has been filled with sick kids and work pings for the husband. AWESOME.
Thank you, Coastal Living Magazine. (Wipes tears of joy.) Thank you.