January 28, 2008

More Stinky Penis

Little did I know when I wrote my post on NodorO™ I would receive so many searches concerning men and their fishy cockenballs. I seriously had no idea it was so problematic for men. At first I was only going to write out the searches for you to enjoy, but then I thought a video might be fun. Everybody loves videos! Then the highly disturbed chick that lives in my head took over, and the result is this video.

I just hope people aren't going to start calling me the Fishy Penis Lady.

Please note - Due to having to compress the video because YouTube smells like anus, there is a glitch or two and I sound like Sylvester. The cat, not Stallone.




Take Care,
Babs

39 comments:

  1. "Dick Funk"? Isn't he one of the GOP candidates? Yeah, we GOTTA beat him before he beats us. Especially if his penis smells like a mackrel.

    But, I gotta tell you, I think I know where those odors come from. I think they come from sex. And you know what that means, LADIES. So how about a campaign to wipe out VSS (vaginal sardine syndrome)?

    Great work again, Babs. At least you sounded like Sylvester and not like The Little Mermaid.

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  2. I laughed so hard I was doubled over. Then I REALLY got hit with that fishy smell.

    By the way, did you hear about the dick-funky grammarian and the beautiful young teenager who were sitting next to each other on a bus.

    "Yikes, mister" the girl said. "Your penis smells."
    "No," said the grammarian, "your nose smells. My penis stinks."

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  3. As I stated in your last post about the "p-funk," I don't know that it's a common problem (nor do I care to find out), but you sure made us all PARANOID!

    Video's a freaking riot!

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  4. Anonymous10:11 PM

    Awesome video. You've outdone yourself this time. I was laughing so hard that the Deacon couldn't hear CNN's talking heads (I counted two, Anderson Cooper and Barack Obama).

    Evo, I hate being the one to break this to you, but VSS is purely a figment of your imagination. Any smells on you equipment emanate solely from you, buddy.

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  5. Chappy, while I acknowledge that "correlation is not causation" I can only tell you that a before and after sniff test tells a different story. Now, it would be unfair for me to relate this to you and the Deacon. I can only say the results of the test in relation to Mr. and Mrs. Evo.

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  6. What I wanna know is: Where's that peanut butter and jelly smell coming from?

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  8. hi bbs,

    i asked my preacher about did men smell like fishes and he said only Jesus because He was a fissure of men. Also no body in my chruch ever heard of Dink Fuck so i think he must be from some other relgion.

    bbs, if you made this viddo you need to fix it quick!!!!! i called 1-800-fishy and all i got was a ad for long jhon slivers rest'o'rant!!!!!!!!

    unbelevible!!!!!

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  9. How many times did you have to record that without the laughter? The piece of art is priceless, I am so proud of you.

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  10. I was so worried someone was going to come up behind me while I was watching that. People love to look at my computer screen. I wonder what they think I'm up to.

    I got something in the mail the other day that made me think of you. I'm pretty sure it'd be prime blogger fodder for you. If you trust me with your snail mail, I'd be more than happy to entrust the USPS to get it to you. The top line of what hopes to be in your mailbox ASAP is "LET THIS BE THE BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE THROUGH FAITH AND PRAYER. GOD IS READY TO HELP YOU REACH YOUR DREAMS AND GOALS. (All caps and bolding courtesy of the Saint Matthew's Churches.

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  11. Oops, forgot to include my e-mail address: kat_m6@yahoo.com

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  12. Anonymous2:04 PM

    Ohmagawd I friggen LOVED it. I haven't laughed that hard in ages.

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  13. Evo - Yeah, like women haven't been the brunt of fish jokes for years. It's time for the men to confront their own fishiness. But, many thanks for sharing what your wife's...well, you know. Fuck, Evo!

    Ex - I was thinking about the smells/stinks thing while I was making this video. I think if a guy has a pecker that smells, he should consider it a gift. As to your peanut butter and jelly smell, it's from the sandwich you have in your pants.

    Lifey - How come every time I read one of your comments, I start smelling trout? Oh, how I kid.

    Chappy - Thank you very much. I'm glad you enjoyed it. And thank you for setting Evo straight on the VSS subject.

    Trinity - Your preacher is right. Jesus is a fissure of men. A huge fissure. The video was sponsored by Long John Silver's. You were supposed to order 35 cases of frozen cod.

    Carla - I recorded this so many times trying to get the damn sound right, that I quit laughing after the 27th time. But, thank you. You're proud of me! That makes me so happy.

    Kat - I can only imagine what your coworker's think. Please tell me you had headphones on. Of course, if you really wanted to screw with them, you could have let them watch and then told them you were planning on sponsoring a couple men.

    Claudia - Yay! I love it when you laugh. Thanks!

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  14. I didn't know it was that serious. I have a quarter, but damn, where's a nickel when you need one?

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  15. Anonymous7:07 PM

    Spanish:
    I think a nickel fell out of the offering plate at the chapel last Sunday. If you check the floor near the organ loft, you may be able to find it. Hurry up, though, because I have to vacuum before tomorrow night's prayer meeting.

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  16. Babs:

    Well, you're right. The other night I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my pajamas. Why I made it there, I'll never know.

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  17. Anonymous9:39 PM

    Rachel... I posted it on my momma board(they gave me a section called weird and wacky) and now one lady loves it so much she's gonna send it to her contacts on Facebook LOL!!!

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  18. Anonymous7:54 AM

    Wonderful, Miss Babs, Wonderful!

    As you are from Arkansas, perhaps you are familiar with Vance Randolf and his writing? If not, I urge you to find some of his writings as he wrote about the folkways of your native state, most are out of print, but I still have a copy of one of his books called: Pissing in the Snow.

    This collection of short tales will definitly make you laugh. One contains a country boy who is called to preach, his qualifications are that he has the biggest pecker in the county and an overwhelming craving for fried chicken.

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  19. "Stanky Wank". Very nice. The entire vid was great.

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  20. Oh, definitely headphones, Babs.

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  21. I predict Babs is going to end up as a YouTube star. If she's motivated to put out enough stuff. It's all great, Babs.

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  22. Ex - At least you didn't make it in your thong.

    Claudia - Oh my. Her Facebook contacts may never forgive her. But thank you for putting in on your momma board. That's just way cool.

    Sarge - Thank you. I am not familiar with Vance Randolf, but I will make it a point to visit my favorite used bookstore.

    Lifey - Tee Hee.

    Philly - Thanks. I intend on using stanky wank a lot from now on. I was going to say that it just flows from the tongue, but that's just sick.

    Kat - Thank you. BTW - did you get your email, or did I just send my home address to someone else?

    Evo - Oh stop it! You're making me blush. Actually, when I was little, being a YouTube star was my dream. Yeah, even before there was a such a thing as YouTube.

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  23. Perhaps there's a product out there for that problem too, stanky wank breath.

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  24. LMAO! Oh dear. Laughed til I cried. Funny how we have that effect on each other but for different reasons.

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  25. Philly - Ooohhh...new commercial. Thanks.


    Fwig - All tears are good. Unless they're from a physical injury.

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  26. There was this movie a few years ago called 9 Dead Gay Guys where someone had to, um, do something for this character referred to as "dick cheese". Long story short, several of your products could have been put to use there.

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  27. Crap, I didn't get it. It might have gone to my Bulk folder which I never check. Send again and I'll verify everything is SPAM before deleting this time. Thanks!

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  28. Philly - That may have been one of the nastiest things I've ever read.

    Kat - I just sent it again.

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  29. The movie was actually funny.

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  30. Okay, I just read the plot summary for the movie, and dammit all. Now I want to see it.

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  31. Babs, damn woman, you can make my husband and me LOL, thank you!

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  32. Very funny. Heehee.

    HJ

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  33. Geeky - Thanks! I love it when my female readers drag their husband into the Flumadiddle mess.

    Bing - Welcome to the aforementioned mess. And, thank you. I read a bit of your blog. Very funny, too.

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  34. Man. I'm always glad I work from home when I come to your blog, Babs. Except, today I went into the office. Luckily, not too much of the coffee wen actually inside the laptop.

    Speaking of amusing gay movies (as I believe we were). You have to check out "Sissy Boy Slap Party" (I am *not* googling for it on my work network for a link - do it yourselves). Absolutely hilarious.

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  35. Posting to add the "t" to what should have been "went" in my first paragraph. Also, to subscribe as I wasn't lgged in first time 'round.

    Whoopwhoop.

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  36. Oh Sweet Baby Cheeses. Here's the "o" that's missing from the last one.

    *proof reads post very carefully*

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  37. Viking - Are you sure you were just drinking coffee?

    Oh my god, dude used the guy's ass as a bike rack. Hahahaha.

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  38. Anonymous5:14 PM

    Please call me, Edwin Abrahamian, at 949-786-8432. I have a stinky weewee.

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