I can’t get the ninjas out of my head until I put them in their place.
To do that, I need to show them that there are things out there that even ninjas shouldn’t mess with.
This first one is for you, Geek…
You know that would be a good fight… If the ninja brought along some friends…
(That was a request from my good friend, the ranting geek)
That ninja is in serious trouble. Maybe even more trouble than this one…
There are times in life when you should just walk away…
Just tell your boss to ‘take this job and shove it’…
You don’t get paid nearly enough to take on this guy… I don’t care how good your medical benefits are…
Don’t let Conan’s big muscles and bulky frame fool you. He is faster than you. And stronger.
Even the comic book Conan is going to make you wish you had stayed in bed.
In fact, there is only one guy I can think of that will put a more serious hurt on you than my good friend Conan…
And that is me…
I didn’t even get any dust… or blood… on my new suit.
I think the ninjas will be leaving us alone for a little while…
But then again, who knows?
Pouring My Art Out 
Wow, that ‘sand the floor’ thing really works.
Beats carpets…. wait, what are we talking about?
Didn’t you ever see ‘The Karate Kid’?
Oh, duh… see, I told you I am not the sharpest knife in the drawer.
My favorite one. Love the final picture of the series.
Well, almost the final picture… sorry…
Conan’s muscles and bulky frame HAS fooled you. Never have I witnessed one man with such a man crush on a fictional character before.
My reasons are clearly outlined in my post called ‘we all have a little barbarian inside us’… or something like that. If you haven’t read it, then you know nothing about Conan, or my complex feeling towards him… so shut your face. (I knew you were a racist, but Cimmerians? Really? Even if they weren’t fictional they wouldn’t be around anymore)… Sheesh.
OK, I admit that, taken out of context and without the facts posted in my older post, it does, on the face of it, seem just a little gay… (Not that there is anything wrong with that)… (OK, there might be a little bit wrong with the made-up character romance, but if that guy on TV can marry bacon)… Don’t judge me, man…
Geez getting real defensive there! I just wanted to congratulate you both that you have the President’s backing is all. He can whisk you away in those well-muscled arms now with an Obama smile of approval.
I am just messing with you. Poking the monkey… wait, why do we have the Preside… oh, I get.
You, my friend, are badass.
Sssshhhh… don’t tell anyone… I can’t live under that kind of expectation…
Love it. I love that Yoda isn’t even looking at him, his focus is elsewhere, is he using the force to smash an object against his foe? Or simply ignoring the ninja, the worst insult you could give an attacking ninja, lol.
The ninja snuck up on him. That is what ninjas do. He is getting ready to flip backwards into the air and open a serious can of whoopass.
Dear pmao,
AND they didn’t even get to knock a petal off your nice white buttonhole. 🙂
Love Dotty xxx
I had my buttonhole bleached… oh, never mind…