French Men Drop Their Drawers to Save Their Jobs

French Men Drop Their Drawers to Save Their Jobs
And Put Together Something Special for Women
We all have one, or have seen one. Some are bigger than others; some don't quite measure up to our expectations. Some are thin, some are thick. Some are put together pretty good, some fall apart. Some sparkle, others are dull and lifeless.

Some have little glitches on them, some are smooth as silk. Some have a staple, some are just perfect. Some are dark, some are light. Some try to initiate a mood, while others just hang around. Some you would pass up, others you would pay a lot of money to see.


I bet you have one, and your dad to and your brother. I know people that have more than one. Some people have one in every room in the house. Some people could care less if they get a new one or not. Some people recycle theirs.

You have one, I'm sure you do. I have one also. As a matter of fact I'm looking at it right now. Yes, there it is. It's right here in this room where I can see it...it's my wall calendar. My beautiful "Just Labs" 2009 wall calendar that it totally PG13 rated.

Some workers in France put together their own raw calendar. The reason 'behind' the calendar is to help save their jobs, or they say that's the 'point' of it. You heard me; they are letting it all hang out in order to draw attention to their potential unemployment. How this is going to save their jobs is way beyond me. I guess in the overall scheme of things this is much safer than blowing up the post office after you are fired, or kidnapping an x-boss to prove a point. At least no one gets...Go here for the rest!

Holy Hairy Harlequins! by Linda Ann Nickerson

Holy Hairy Harlequins
Bone-Chilling Bounty in Belleville

A Scary Short Story

Are you afraid of clowns? How about spiders?

These are not trick questions. Actually, these questions appeared atop a printed flyer the local schools distributed right before Halloween.

My children came home from elementary school on October 28th, simply buzzing about an impromptu all-school assembly focusing on stranger danger and first aid for spider
bites.

What web of mystery engulfed our quiet suburb?

The Skin-Crawling Tale

The last week of October, shoppers snatched the last masquerades from local Halloween costume shops. At the same time, the crime squads of Belleville gathered behind closed doors to plan their attack. Based on witness reports, something creepy was afoot.

Don Teller, the grizzled desk sergeant, had fielded the first call.

"We didn't hire a clown for our Halloween picnic this year, but one showed up," Mrs. May Bellows recounted. "At first, we thought it was a joke. She blew up a few balloons and created spiders from them. Then the real spiders appeared from under her frock. The spindly striped spiders crawled all over the children. We're afraid they might be poisonous."

According to Mrs. Bellows, the puzzling performer then cackled loudly and disappeared over the backyard fence.

"I'm not sure what charges might be filed, Ma'am," Sergeant Teller replied," but we will certainly look into it."

Several parents raced to the Belleville Memorial Hospital emergency room with their children, complaining of spider bites.

Within the hour, the Belleville police station switchboard shut down, overloaded with incoming calls. The crime-stoppers email address became clogged with messages reporting a crazed clown and a slew of spider bites at Halloween parties all over town.

The Belleville Post tagged the mysterious perpetrator Spiderclown, printing an artist's rendering on the front page the day before Halloween. The banner headline read...Go here for the rest!