I thought to myself that I would never tell anyone that I knew in person (the telling also being in person) that I had rubbed thyme on my balls, but actually I probably would.
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August 10, 2005
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Were you hi?
Posted by: Michael | August 10, 2005 at 11:36 PM
And why did you do this?
Posted by: annie | August 11, 2005 at 05:35 AM
Good to know.
Posted by: Jacob Haller | August 11, 2005 at 06:23 AM
Next month: chili powder.
Posted by: apostropher | August 11, 2005 at 07:07 AM
Were you hi?
Oh come on, Michael.
Posted by: ben wolfson | August 11, 2005 at 08:22 AM
Garlic powder?
Posted by: Adam Kotsko | August 11, 2005 at 12:24 PM
And why did you do this?
Because I told someone I have never met in real life that I had done so.
Posted by: ben wolfson | August 11, 2005 at 12:53 PM
Oh, okay, that makes sense. I thought maybe you were one of these guys.
Posted by: annie | August 11, 2005 at 01:03 PM
Lest it be unclear, I have never actually rubbed thyme on any part of my genitals.
Posted by: ben wolfson | August 11, 2005 at 01:19 PM
Yet.
Posted by: joe o | August 11, 2005 at 01:26 PM
Right. Who knows what the future holds?
Posted by: ben wolfson | August 11, 2005 at 01:31 PM
Wouldn't mint be more tingly?
Posted by: ac | August 11, 2005 at 01:46 PM
At first I read ac's "mint" as "mine."
Posted by: ogged | August 11, 2005 at 04:28 PM
Aha, I was going to say, "I notice that the entire post is written in subjunctive tense," but I see that I was right in suspecting it to be an untruth.
Posted by: bitchphd | August 11, 2005 at 05:43 PM
I'm willing to find out if ac's balls are more tingly than mine.
The above is probably the kind of comment that justifies Craig's claim that this blog will prevent me from ever having a political career.
Aha, I was going to say, "I notice that the entire post is written in subjunctive tense," but I see that I was right in suspecting it to be an untruth.
There's no untruth in the post! I did have that thought, and it's probably wrong. (Isn't subjunctive a mood?)
Posted by: ben wolfson | August 11, 2005 at 08:34 PM
Mint. Mint with a T.
Posted by: ac | August 11, 2005 at 10:04 PM
I wouldn't be so worried about that political career. As they say, thyme heals all wounds.
Posted by: eb | August 12, 2005 at 12:17 AM
You'll come running back to me-e-e-e.
Because thy-y-y-y-me is on my balls.
Yes it is.
Posted by: apostropher | August 12, 2005 at 06:39 AM
Ghost fist
?
Posted by: dave zacuto | August 12, 2005 at 01:57 PM