Sunday, February 18, 2007

Post Your Beaver...




Lately I've been noticing that people are finding their way to my blog by Googling "Post Your Beaver" or "postyourbeaver.com".

If this is how you found me, I'm sorry if I misled you.


My beaver was red, and it was technically a can opener.

The only other beaver you'll see on here will probably be one that feasts on stacks of sticks and branches and then makes dams out of them.

Unless you're my boyfriend or one night stand, you're not going to see my beaver.

Unless you name the right price.

In which case, I'll show you my beaver.

But only if it pays off my debt.

And gets me a new car.

And buys me new clothes.

And a house.

I guess that would make me a prostitute wouldn't it?


No matter.

20 comments:

JR's Thumbprints said...

Actually, I was searching for siamese twins and melba toast.

Erica AP said...

Cute beaver. I mean the pic... haha...

Dave Evanns said...

I swear it was not me asking! yet.

Lynda said...

Is it prostitution? I thought it would only be prostitution if you stuff the beaver.

g-man said...

Lynda, that would make her a taxidermist. :)

You could sign up to be inside a peep-show booth. A little extra $$ for showing your beaver. (and boobs).

coffeypot said...

I wouldn’t call it prostitution. It sounds more like being married.

QueenBitch said...

Beavers suck! :)

Anonymous said...

i like the pic of the cute wet beaver.

-M-

Chris said...

If being single means more posts like this, I say you avoid relationships for a while. What can I say? I'm selfish.

❉ pixie ❉ said...

That cartoon is hilarious!

The Wife O Riley said...

But that would be like "Julia Roberts" prostitution. It's classy.

Emma said...

oh lord. my brain works really strangely and now i'm picturing lots of little furry beaver prostitutes running around the red light district in hooker heels, offering themselves for cash.
well that's just a HORRIBLE image.
even though i really did mean actual beavers. as in the animals.
take a moment and picture it.
i'm sure i'll have PETA harassing me any day now for propagating the prostitution of the beaver community.

Emma said...

oh lord. my brain works really strangely and now i'm picturing lots of little furry beaver prostitutes running around the red light district in hooker heels, offering themselves for cash.
well that's just a HORRIBLE image.
even though i really did mean actual beavers. as in the animals.
take a moment and picture it.
i'm sure i'll have PETA harassing me any day now for propagating the prostitution of the beaver community.

Nobody™ said...

You gotta love beavers.

Anonymous said...

Your way, way to funny, and I need a blog about Hermans tale or I'm going to die....i'm serious, keep this shit coming, I'm still laughing from a half hour ago.

Frank Sirmarco said...

I can smell that wet beaver from over here...

Peter Matthes said...

I had the same problem when I posted about the furry lobster and the trouser snake

Lynda said...

Anonymous kinda sounds like my brother....whose Herman? (I am a nosy future sis-in-law, you know.)

Yeah, I guess you could be a taxodermist, like g-man said.

Big Orange said...

honey, that hot red beaver of yours STILL has me wettin' the sheets at nite. Mrow-rowl-rooowl!!

Brett said...

After using the word Beaver quite innocently on my blog i noticed a trickle of strange visitors, after that i had a beaver fill few days which has meant a continual stream of disappointed mack wearers visiting my blog. great fun!