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    Tuesday, August 12, 2008

    It's Not What It Looks Like

    I didn't poop my pants, I promise.
    I really, really promise.

    It's tar.
    And it's adhered itself permanently to my ass.
    And I was at the zoo with 6 kids.
    Oh, and my awesome sister was there too, who laughed so hard, she nearly peed her pants, but then calmed down just long enough to take this awesome, self-esteem boosting picture of my butt.

    Actually, the thing that really boosted my self-esteem was the size of the butt print left permanently embedded in the road near the Reptile House.

    So if you're nearby, stop and take a looky look.

    You can thank me later for the good laugh.

    I also take cash and expensive jewelry.

    19 Response(s):

    Britt said...

    Heh. Tar butt!

    Kalli Ko said...

    oh bummer

    i'm sorry that was dumb

    i get you on the butt print though. i was sitting in the grass last week and my husband started laughing and pointing after i got up, looking at the butt print i left behind.


    Meg said...

    What? Nothing about the map we stuck to your ass??

    Christian & Karen Robinson said...

    Nothing like a sister to give you the proper amount of sympathy and concern! They're all alike!

    Larissa said...

    Awesome! How long did you walk around like that or did you leave shortly after? Also, did you ride home with or without pants?!? Hmmmmm! Just wondering.

    amy k said...

    Wait, I'm a little lost. How did you end up sitting in the road?

    It is quite funny though. Good laugh to start the morning off : )

    Nurse Heidi said...

    Nice buns! I think black brings out their nicest side...

    Hey, don't worry about Friday. I know you're preoccupied. Give me a call (or email me hvawdrey(at)gmail(dot)com if things settle down before you have to leave.

    Laura said...

    (Whistle) nice a@@!! You go girl!

    grannybabs said...

    I hope they weren't your favorite pants or brand new.

    That's the sort of thing that happens to me.

    myimaginaryblog said...

    In case you were going to search for a product that will get that out -- don't. It's all over for those pants. (My kids have played in tar before, so this is an educated opinion.)

    Mike said...

    Well at least you didn't tuck the back of your dress into your hand bag and walk through the streets of SLC.


    I kid.

    Kelli said...

    I think the map part was the best. And I hope you didn't drive home without your pants on because if I remember correctly you were driving my car!

    Ryan, Carli, and Haydie babe said...

    Hilarious! I am definitely checking it out next time I'm there :)

    nikkipicky said...

    Never a dull moment!!

    Why is it, raising children always involves substances becoming attached to our persons.

    * Vomit
    * Diaper Droppings (or baby boy spray)
    * Food
    * Mud
    * Sticky sucker remnants
    * Snot
    * Tears (not so bad)

    And apparently Tar. Have I missed any? What other substances have you been spit with, wiped with, fell in, thrown on, or had to wipe. I would love to know. :)

    Kate said...

    Thats got to be one of the funniest things Ive seen. Thanks for making me laugh!

    Shylo said...

    Too funny! Hey atleast it is an excuse to go buy a cute new pair of pants right! :)

    The Noorda Monkeys said...

    wow... for a second before i read the post- you know what i was thinking!!

    Jill Johnson said...

    Your butt looks really small with tar on it. You should sport it more often.

    Chelsea Wakley said...

    nice bumb, where you from?