[QUOTE=blinkingblinking]
You do realise that when the fax was first invented most of the stuff sent was not vital office info. It was glurge and stupid jokes
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So what? I don’t have a fax.
And the smoke signal alternative sounds to me like a sure ticket to Mexico-city-style pollution.
[QUOTE=Hung Mung]
Not to mention all the terrifying diseases the verity of which people are often too stupid or lazy to check on Snopes. Some of 'em even have cool photoshopped pictures that the layman cannot identify. Send the offenders those. That oughta work.
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Lotus nipple!
But don’t you see? They’ll try FAXing them to your phone number. And then trying again when it doesn’t work. Over and over and over. And then they’ll wait an hour or a day and try it again. And eventually you won’t be able to pick up your phone without fearing the high pitched “WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
Reminds me of the shirt T-Shirt Hell used to have (may still) that says
"I’M HERE TO KILL YOU.
Should have kept that chain letter going."
I’ve told everybody not to forward me shit, but they tell me, “Oh, but you HAVE to see THIS ONE! You’ll LOVE IT! I just send you the GOOD stuff!”
Really? Kinda like people who tell long jokes always thinking they’re funny?
I fucking hate long jokes. If it’s a story joke, save it for someone who doesn’t have a fucking job. (I should add that I bartend, so I get a lot of this shit, so I’m a little hyper-sensitive. I’m thinking of printing up work shirts that say “LONG JOKES = SHORT DICK.” Because 90% of the time, it’s some goofy old bastard torturing me.)
/hijack
As far as the OP goes…just send them to someone you love! And if you get more than five back, YOU’LL KNOW YOU’RE LOVED! GOD BLESS YOU! AND KITTENS! AND DANCING TEDDY BEARS! AND BALLOONS! LOOK, IT’S A ROSE MADE OUT OF APOSTROPHES! ISN’T IT PRETTY! IT’S FOR YOU! JESUS SAVES!
[QUOTE=Audrey Levins]
I’m thinking of printing up work shirts that say “LONG JOKES = SHORT DICK.” Because 90% of the time, it’s some goofy old bastard torturing me.
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Yeah, but some of us goofy old bastards are hung like Clydesdales.