C'est la Vie by Jennifer Babcock for July 11, 2009

At least Mona’s man enough to go along with it!

Quick thinking, ladies.

My family prefers to call girl farts (fluffs)it just sounds better I guess.

Girlfriend took one for the team….and her own butt.

Oh, ladywolf, I didn’t know Wolves were so well-mannered!

Just let my wife into that kitchen for 5 minutes…she’ll convince Pierre that they need to fumigate the entire block. My eyebrows still haven’t grown back since the last dutch over she gave me. Ugh.

this is a statement on mona’s diet—-all that decaying, rotting flesh in her colon is the culprit

Bless Donna, she’s a good friend enough to cover for Mona but not to cover for her completely!

am I the only one who does not think “farts” are funny? Hollywood seems to thrive on this sophomoric stuff these days.

I’ll tell you what ‘bad’ is like.

amazing that people are still thinking meat is bad, my wife died of colon cancer because she was a vegan

Abe says - There is little that can be more cleansing for the soul while at the same time provide waves of mirth and jocularity among friends and foes alike as flatulence.

Have to say, I’m a bit disappointed in Abe, Radical Knight. :D