There is Such a Thing as a Stupid Question.
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Yes. There is Such a Thing as a Stupid Question.
Each entry will address a stupid question - the answers will be more than what's called for, but as with the answers to all stupid questions, the point must be pounded home.
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Today’s stupid question is one that I asked. It’s stupid in the way that other stupid questions on this blog are stupid in that the answer leaves something to be desired.
If you care to hearken back to my very first post, you will recall that two tenants moved out around the same time. It was this post that sparked the following exchange on my Facebook page:
While these offensive statements are perhaps uncalled for, you must admit
Can I Touch Your Hair?
Image Courtesy of Robert S. Donovan
Today’s stupid question comes from Los Angelista.
I found the link to her blog through a re-post of her original on Stuff White People Do.
How do You Spell ‘Office’?
Not like this.
From our hotel in Mar del Plata, this age old mistake was repeated on each floor and carefully painted around time after time.
Strangely, the little room was not an office or anything approximating on office. It was a closet with a little gas burner and teapot with a sink and several water damaged cabinets.
How do You Use a Bidet?
I‘ll be out of commission for a few days, kids, so forgive me if your comments are slow to appear. I wanted to leave you with this little nugget to tide you over.
One of the first puzzling things I encountered upon arriving in Buenos Aires was the bidet.
We don’t have them or use them in the US, and though I quickly came to enjoy the ease of cleansing, I had some mishaps. I scalded my nether regions badly, and once I learned to test the temperature, I encountered the occasional bidet that sprayed several feet into the air, dotting my clothes with telltale spray.
The best bidet story I’ve heard was told to me by another Am
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