Monday Judgements and Warnings

Go ahead and act like you’re free from harm people, because while you’re staring dumbfounded at the television and losing limbs in the VORTEX THAT IS CHRISTINA AGUILERA’S CLEAVAGE, we’re practicing life-saving Ninja maneuvers in order to keep ourselves safe from that Squishy-Corset-Overflow-Popping-Out-Obvious-Needs-a-Guardrail-Milky-White-Cavernous Grand Canyon of Death.

God Help Us It’s Alive,
Team Karate Chop

6 Comments on "Monday Judgements and Warnings"

  1. The Farmer says:

    Guess what? I’M NO KIDDING. My husband is wearing his Ninja pants this evening and he’s like all “these are Patagonia long johns not Ninja pants” and I’m all like “no they are Patagonia Ninja pants and all you need is a Patagonia Ninja cap and sticky feet to go with them”. So do they make a Synchilla Nano Puff Ninja cap, you think?

    • Cupcake Murphy Cupcake Murphy says:

      “Hey look I just bought a Nano Puff Flying Monkey Body Suit that will hold up in -90 thousand freezeillion gazillion degree weather (and I use that term loosely), let’s go backpacking and look for grizzly bears Lovey!” Does your husband say that?

  2. The Farmer says:

    And Christina, like my favorite gal Celine Dion, is all the proof I need that even very rich celebrities with all their daily facials and injections and stylists and in-house yogis and trainers and surgeons can still be just butt ugly.

  3. The Zadge says:

    Team KC, I’m a little confused. Are you referring to her chest cleavage or butt cleavage? ‘Cause I think you need a different Ninja for the latter.

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