Joe Millionaire in wooden shoes

Ever seen someone you know appear in a reality show?

Thursday evening I got home from school a bit early. I cuddled on the couch with Mr. Sweety and we talked about our day. In the background the television plays, silently. The first episode of the Dutch version of Joe Millionaire is on; “Danny the Millionaire”. What happened to Joe???

In a moment of silence I turn my head to watch it for a bit. Right before the commercial break I see a face I recognize. And than it’s gone.

Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WAY!!
Me: That figures.
Me: If I were to pick any girl I’ve met in my life so far that I thought was gonna join the Joe Millionaire, I’m sure I’d picked her.
Me: Slut
Me: OMG
Me: I hope she wins. LOL!
Me: That is SO her.
Me: Can’t believe it.
Me: Yes I can.
Me: OMG
Me: Slut

Mr. Sweety: Ehm?

Me: You know her too!
Me: She went to the same university. Same year.
Me: At an introduction camp she practically screwed everything with a penis.

Mr. Sweety (who was at that same camp): She did look a bit familiar. It wasn’t me.

Me: ?
Me: She even took a guy in the ladies tent on camp. While we were trying to sleep, they were.. ehm not.

When the commercials were over, the show went on. The first elimination round. I’m hoping he picks the girl we know but who’s name we can’t remember… The “Millionaire” was to give about 10 necklaces to the girls. When he had given 8 of them…

Me: I KNOW it!
Me: If he picks her, and her name is Manon, it’s HER
Mr. Sweety: Oh okay

Danny the Millionaire: And last, I choose “Manon”.

Me: HA!
Me: I SO knew it.
Me: Slut.

Ask Sweety

Sometimes I´m SO amazed at the search strings I find in my side stats. It´s a great thing to read when you´re bored tho. So now I´ve come to the conclusion that it is my duty to do something and give something back to the people that give me so much joy. *patriotic music*

So here’s the deal. Some idiots people type in questions in the Google bar. No doubt, they do such a thing to get an answer. So I guess when I find dumb life changing questions in my stats, I´ll see if I can answer them.

So for this first edition of Ask Sweety, here is a question of soandso from hereandthere.

What does it mean if a man calls me Sweety?
http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&q=what+does+it+mean+if+a+man+calls+me+sweety%3F

Dear Soandso,
You say a man calls you Sweety. Well, that, of course, can only mean 2 things. Either this man is confusing you with me or he wants to have sex. So you know what to do now don´t you.
I hope that answers your question.

Have a wonderful live. Love, Sweety

Of course, when you have other thoughts about this question, please feel free to help the world be a better place by answering it the way you think it should be.

Make it go away

I blame part of his succes on JozJozJoz.. The entire day the song is in my head. When, for a minute, it's not in my head, FreezeM is singing it (thank you for that).

I thought I was hung-save in The Netherlands but I was wrong. CNN International is showing parts of his little half-time concert...

*curles up and cries like a baby*

IKEA language

We went to IKEA tonight to get some new stuff for our new place. We ended up buying 2 things from the childrens department. So us. We'll never grow up. Pictures later, we have to put the thing together first :)

We're standing in line. The person standing in front of us had a big box with the name "jerker" on it. Since I'm not grown up already, I had every right to laugh hysterically. So I did.

And just now I thought I'd look the word up (I mean how stupid can they get calling some furniture a "jerker"). At urban dictionary the "Jerker" is actually first explaned as this IKEA desk! So my parents didn't teach me how to talk IKEA. I hope I get over it.

THAT looks like ...

OMG.. In my country there's unfortunately no such thing as a cinnabun. *shakes head and cries like a baby*

But once in a while our cafetaria at work tries to make something like it..

I know what you're thinking. But it's the before picture, not the after.

Is it just me or...

Why is it that I'm always the first to arrive at work and the last to leave? It's really silly because I have an 32 hrs a week contract. I'm working 4 8hr days. Most of my collegues work 4 9hr days. And I don't work 9 hours a day. Most of the time I'm here for 8,5 hours.

I'm doing something wrong. It's ennoying me. And I can't complain about it, because my boss is doing the same as my collegues.

Put out my fire

SPAM is getting more and more silly. I mean.. "Squirt like a firehose"?????
I dunna how many miles p/h a firehouse squirts, but I .. never mind..

Sweetheart, shall we go upstairs...

No, get yourself a pill.

"The implications of the study means that a pill could in future be developed to assist people to not only have sex, but to also experience an orgasm. Erection pills such as Viagra, only assist people to have sex."

C'mon! What's wrong with those people? Viagra I could understand, but pills in order to have NO sex??

Will you take Fluffy to be your be your wedded husband?

What kind of people do this???
"Because there's more between cat and man"

Brrrr...it gives me the willies. Sorry Simba.

Hello Kitty

Roy from Siegfried & Roy was attacked yesterday by a 7-year old white tiger during their LasVegas show. The tiger bit him in his throat and Roy is in critical condition in the hospital. Audience thought it was part of the show untill the lights were turned on and they where told to go home.

I feel sorry for his friends & family, but I can't stop thinking: what the f*** where you thinking playing magic tricks with a predator???