Brunettes Not Fighter Jets!

I adore Karl.

Karl’s been a good friend for years and while he sometimes acts like a perverted dickhead, his heart is in the right place, and you just gotta tell him to hang it up with the sex talk and get back to being your girlfriend, and he will.

When I first started reading Karl, a couple of people were calling him Hot Karl and so I jumped on the Hot Karl bandwagon and started doing the same, until I realized exactly what a Hot Karl was (it’s something to do with saran wrap and taking a shit on someone’s face, fyi). So I stopped doing that.

When I met him in person, he was taken aback that I knew who he was and I’m pretty sure he only hugged me to have my boobs squish against his sweater chest hair.

Now Karl is a bit of a legend in BlogLand and the fucker has been to BlogHer more often than me, and only because I had my pesky 10 year anniversary last year and the man I married wanted to do funky shit all night long but we ended up going to bed before 10 p.m. and drooling on our pillows because that’s how old people roll. Anyway, Karl has been to BlogHer more often than me and I’m pretty sure God has a special Golden Vagina Award waiting for him in Heaven.

So when I see you at BlogHer, Mister Karl Erikson, Legend in Your Own Mind, you’d better have this little number ready and women dancing around you like I imagine last year was for you:

Futhermore if you proposition me for buttsecks again with this song (I know it’s your ringtone, don’t even try and deny it), I’ll donkey punch you in your baloney pony!

I cannot WAIT to see you dude. Just uh, keep your clothes on this time, k?

*smooch*

10 Responses to Brunettes Not Fighter Jets!
  1. Hilly
    July 21, 2009 | 11:09 am

    How funny is it that I knew EXACTLY who was writing this post just by reading the first two paragraphs?

    I bet it’s Karen,
    I bet it’s Karen,
    I bet it’s Karen,
    scroll scroll scroll

    Bingo!

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    Secondhand Karl Reply:

    OMG, you have the temerity to put TWO Flight of the Conchords videos on my blog and then tell me I have to leave my clothes on when I see you?

    So not going to happen.

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  2. Lynda
    July 21, 2009 | 4:51 pm

    Karl could save himself a lot of trouble by just never wearing clothes.

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    Secondhand Karl Reply:

    @Lynda, Well, I rarely do around the house, but society does tend to frown on nudity in public.

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  3. Sybil Law
    July 21, 2009 | 5:40 pm

    I can’t believe the Conchords would do Presbyterians! I am shocked!!!
    Hahahahaha
    Everyone knows I loves me some Conchords.
    Awesome, Karen!

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  4. Sassy
    July 22, 2009 | 1:02 am

    I’m pretty sure he’s not packing clothes. So ya, you asking him to wear clothing, might be a moot point. ;)

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    Secondhand Karl Reply:

    @Sassy, So not true. I’m packing 3 pairs of boxers and my 3 BlogHer T-shirts. I might bring along a pair of cargo shorts for the plane rides.

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    Sassy Reply:

    @Secondhand Karl, Photograhpic proof will be required. ;)

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  5. Bubblewench
    July 22, 2009 | 8:55 am

    Um, you’re asking him to NOT take his clothes off? Then you better hide all the liquor in Chicago. Fast.

    Nice clips! Fun post.

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  6. martymankins
    July 26, 2009 | 10:12 am

    Who knew that I would learn a new disgusting term here on Karl’s blog. And Blumpkin and Dirty Sanchez were so tame compared to a Hot Karl.

    I don’t think I’ve watched a Flight of the Conchords clip all the way through until today. These guys are pretty funny.

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