A conversation between Geraldine and David

I miss the Vicar of Dibley. She was such a kind loving woman who was able to put sense into her flock. I managed to find 381189 references to the Vicar of Dibley on Google, including this rather memorable telephone dialogue between Geraldine and David in which David came out looking rather foolish:

GERALDINE: I think we have a caller on line one. Hello, caller.
DAVID: Vicar, is that you?
GERALDINE: It is indeed. Is that David Horton, local councilor, chairman of the parish?
DAVID: You know bloody well who it is. I'm ringing up about this interview tommorow.
GERALDINE: David, I feel I should warn you, we are actually live on -
DAVID: I'm cancelling. I'm sorry. I don't want that moron Alice asking me damn fool questions.
GERALDINE: David.
DAVID: And it's no good telling me you'll get someone else, because frankly they're all zombies. Frank, Newitt, Jim - I've got sheep who do a more probing interview. Have to cancel - Talk to you later.
GERALDINE: Uh, David. Just before you go, just between you and me, how are your hemorroids?
DAVID: Well... They're terrible if you must know.
GERALDINE: Aw. Really painful? Very embarassing? Bit like a bunch of grapes hanging out your bottom?
DAVID: ... Yes, well it is actually. My lavatory hasn't know what's hit it in the last few weeks.
GERALDINE: Aw. Aw. Well thank you, David "Hemorroid" Horton for sharing that with us live on the Dibley Radio call in. Anything else you'd like to add?

Fart molecule and erections

Nope, this isn't a joke.

An article in the New Scientist describes the vasodilatory effects of Hydrogen Sulfide (present in...erm..."wind") which has been shown to induce erections in rats. They go as far as to suggest it could be the next viagra.

Maybe women shouldn't complain so much when their male bed partners flatulate?

Is that even a word??

One for the road...that's all

It's just for fun. I mean something of that nature couldn't possibly happen in real life; "allied health professionals" are basically doctors, after all, and don't need specific instructions or explanations.

Nuff Said

Very cheeky...*snigger*

Pudding

I feel so indulgent this evening, that I decided to construct a monstrous pudding of guilty sweet pleasures.  I reckoned an excessive form of banana split would be in order, the fruit offering at least a vague attempt at a balanced diet. Google image gave me some sickeningly delicious ideas, and of course the obligatory "wtf":

What can you say to that really? It's a Lithograph from 2000 by an artist named Mel Ramos (according the site it came from!). There's something quite provocative in a naked woman being sandwiched between two large "bananas", seeing her "cherry" slip away. How this analysis accounts for the chocolate sauce that flows out from her pelvic region and why the "nuts" are covered in it is best left untouched.

Filth. Hasn't put me off my craving for a pudding. Yet.