So this will be a pilot run. I'm taking one of the last few weekdays available. Introducing...

Tacky Thursdays!

Tacky Thursdays will include but will not be limited to, head scratchers, knee slappers, "how did the chicken cross the road"-ers, and jokes that make you go R-D-R-R. Let's see if I can keep up with my Thursdays as well as my blogging co-horts keep up with their designated days. ;)

And for THIS TACKY THURSDAY!:

Q: What do you call a Japanese prize fighter whose father has diahrrea?


A: A slap-happy-jappy with a crap-happy-pappy.


Wocka wocka.

Today was really weird.
I woke up at about 6:00 (or maybe 5) FREEZING my ass off. Then I woke up at 11:30 real time and i felt like CRAP. I mean crappiest of crap. I could barely move and my head hurt soooo much. I came out and sat down. I wanted to stay awake but I decided it was too much effort so I went back and laid down. So I went back to sleep and had the freakiest dreams, and I woke up like I had forgotten something. Yet when I had waken up, I was soaked. Sweat soaked. So I finally sat up and I felt ok. I still couldn't breathe and my throat was itchy, and I was really sore, but nothing like I had felt earlier. Totally weird that the incredible hurting just went away.
So I still can't breathe and I'm a little achy, so I'm gonna hit the hay. Doesn't help that I have a test tomorrow. Oy.