Showing posts with label UTIs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UTIs. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

There is a balm in Gilead

Taco Friday for Friday, December 3rd

Lo, ye barren and hopeless. In these economic times, no one knows what could be around the next paycheck.


Try as we may, humor only dulls the guillotine of waking. That is why there is bourbon. Come then and "enjoy" an ostensibly taco-themed "party." Whoooo knows what the night will bring. You know the drill. There will be (a) prize(s).

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Taco Friday Grab Bag

Taco Friday for Friday, July 2nd

Here at Taco Friday, we receive a lot of correspondence. We'll take this opportunity to answer some of the many questions that come in on a weekly basis. We wish we could answer each one personally, but there are just so many! Please don't let that stop you; we love to hear feedback of any sort.
Why does Adam's pee smell like an elephant pen at the zoo? It's grassy and clean to the extent of piquing curiosity, but ultimately nauseating. -T.N. of Somerville
Thanks, T.N. This smell is caused by a surprisingly large number of urinary tract infections, not diet as many believe. The vast majority of these infections are symbiotic with the others, resulting in a sort of miniature ecosystem in Adam's bladder and urethra. The net result is not especially deleterious, but very strongly scented.
If I was punched at Taco Friday, could I be pregnant? -B.H. of Arlington
Not just could be, B.H., but definitely are! I would recommend giving up alcohol and buying a pair of knitting needles, some yarn, and keeping your fingers busy before the little one arrives. Congratulations.
Will there be a Taco Friday this week? My life is a fucked apart dead thing when I'm not having fun. -Y.T.D. of Somerville
YOU GOT IT, Y.T.D. Taco Friday kicks back off this Friday at the same taco time, same taco place as you've grown to love/tolerate. As always, R.S.V.P. so I know what the hell I'm doing with my life.