You’re about to make me snap! Zip it, will ya??
Good thing Kn(i)ckers isn’t here! She would warn you about skirting the issue.
Caught you on the fly, eh?
Congrats on your 10K-plus posts!
Wow, I’m completely out of it. I didn’t even notice the puns.
Ah, puns…I love to scarf 'em down even if they’re old hat.
“He who would pun would pick a pocket!” --Dr. Stephen Maturin
I doff my hat to your ten thousandth post, NoCluBoy, and to helping complete the story.
No one can pull the wool over your eyes, Aesiron.
We need some new Enterprise episodes or I’m afraid we’ll all come apart at the seams.
This seems perfectly rational behaviour to me…
…darn.
I was hanging by a thread today after 3.5 hours of reading piles o’ placement tests.
Gems abound:
*We are best friends forever–for now, at least.
*My life has been changed because now my eyes are open instead of my nose.
*I’m not the most brightless bulb in the class, but I try.
Ain’t it grand?
Long, long ago…
In a carreer far, far away…
The question on the employment application asked, “Salary expected?”
To which I replied, “Yes.”
I got the job.
Aren’t you supposed to put that under “Sex”?
I’m just wondering about my own career path.
Somehow, I never envisioned a job where every day ended with sitting in the bar with a select co-worker or two, complaining about said job.
And something tells me if you have to slam the phone down and scream “fuck!” more than once a week there might be a problem.
Isn’t that every job, excepting the bit about the bar, since not everyone drinks?
How about some raccoon penis bones?
Rock Paper Saddam, anyone?