manslations

I’m off to be wed, folks! It is time to take my lady fair out to the desert and en-wifen her.  We’re already in New Mexico even as we speak, where a little Gilbert & Sullivan will explain what’s gonna happen next. We shall quickly be parsonified, Conjugally matrimonified, By a doctor of divinity, Who [...]

Our intrepid requester, Lil (you seem intrepid, what can I tell you?) wants a standing call du bootay with this guy. He seems to be a little not-ok about the whole thing. How can she make things perfectly clear to him? (Hint: Don’t do a Nixon impression with the double peace signs, saying, “Let me [...]

Woohoo!!! And let me just say that I’m glad I’m not posting my alternate headline, which would have been something more like: Congratulations Fetal Position, in which I will be curled for yet another 4 years! I’m sure you’ll agree, that just doesn’t have the same ring to it. If you were rooting for the [...]

Well, the day is finally upon us. The day to pick the people who will succeed President George W. Bush. (Manslator’s Note: I apologize if anyone was confused or offended by my use of our current president’s name in the same sentence as the word “succeed.” I promise, it was pure coincidence, and it will [...]

Well, lucky for you, this manslation will not require that I actually GO to a dance floor. That’s always a big mistake for me. Not that I’m not, you know, awesome. Of course I am, how could I be otherwise? It’s just that…errr…I don’t want to make the other dancers feel bad. Yeah, that’s the [...]