Hump, Dump or Marry
OK, Laura. Hump, dump or marry.
Tony Blair, Dennis Hastert and Rick Santorum.
UPDATE: Ooh, ooh! Let's do it with bloggers.
For those that prefer boys: Ezra, Rude Pundit, and of course Ricky.
For those that prefer girls: Roxanne, Amanda, and Majikthise
Pick which one you want to hump, which one you'd dump and which
one you'd marry.
posted by cookie christine @ 6/09/2005
18 Comments:
At June 09, 2005,
Anonymous said…
I better be getting humped. That's all I'm saying.
At June 09, 2005,
Fixer said…
Hump, definitely Roxanne. Dump and marry requires me to know the person. I know, typical male.
At June 09, 2005,
Anonymous said…
Majikthise; Amy Sullivan (what a scold); Amanda
At June 09, 2005,
dosali said…
Ricky is my brother, therefore I cannot hump or marry him. I enjoy him so much that I would not dump him even if he asked me to turn my garage into an apartment for him (which is usually what it takes for me to dump a close relative). If he did move into my garage, I could probably get my dog to hump his leg. I'm sure the other people mentioned are glad I don't know them well enough to comment.
At June 09, 2005,
Anonymous said…
This seems like it'll all end in tears, at least for the dumpees.
-Ezra
At June 09, 2005,
Anonymous said…
Big tears mean nothing.
At June 09, 2005,
Amanda Marcotte said…
Heretik, is that you?
At June 09, 2005,
cookie christine said…
You mean that's not the real Elvis Costello? I'm crushed.
OK, so here's mine.
I'd hump the Rude Pundit because anyone who is that creative and has such a filthy mouth has got to have other talents too.
I'd dump Ezra. He's hot and all, but too serious.
And I'd marry Ricky (and yes Ricky, that probably involves some humping from time to time), because he'd be one hell of a house husband.
At June 10, 2005,
Anonymous said…
Whah Cookie, ah suggest ya'll just do all three to lil' ol' Ricky! That's what ah'm doin'.
At June 10, 2005,
cookie christine said…
interesting idea, Ellen. But in what order?
At June 10, 2005,
Anonymous said…
Marry, dump, then hump, of course, Cookie. Then you get the hot make-up hump.
At June 10, 2005,
Anonymous said…
I don't think there is a correct order. He's going to be your house husband - you decide - over and over again!
At June 10, 2005,
cookie christine said…
Well since it's my game. I think hump, hump, hump, hump, hump, then marry, then hump some more several times, and I guess when things go stale, then dump. Then after that, we'll do that makeup hump that we're all familiar with.
At June 10, 2005,
Anonymous said…
Jesus, with all this humping, when am I going to find time to do my oven grilling?
Or are we doing it in the kitchen?
I mean, that's okay by me. As long Cookie wears slippers.
I don't want a bunch of waxy build-up on my clean floors from sweaty bare feet, you know.
At June 10, 2005,
cookie christine said…
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, we've been through this before.
If I have to work to pay the bills, then you better take care of all the cooking and cleaning (and that includes those yummy picked eggs and lasagne) and be willing to provide sexual favors on demand. That's just part of the deal.
I know it sounds tough, but that's the job description.
At June 10, 2005,
Elayne said…
Yee. Is this supposed to be a more acceptable version of "marry, fuck, kill?" which I have personally found to be one of the most horrid, creepy, sexist little "games" ever to hit the internet? I think I'll pass.
At June 11, 2005,
Anonymous said…
Hey, Elayne, I hear where you're coming from, but just don't vote to kill anyone, and, really, then the whole thing's kind of funny.
At April 29, 2009,
Anonymous said…
This is cool, you have to check out this marry hump kill site and let me know what you think.
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