I got up at 1pm. What the fuck is wrong with me?
I have to pee, and now that my co-worker is back from lunch, I can leave my desk.
Bye.
I’m back.
Whispering into a microphone at a rock concert is like pouring two gallons of White Shoulders into the air conditioner.
Quantum mechanics are so cool.
(Or should that be ‘is’?)
Hey!
So what sorta feathers did they use when Tar & Feathering was more popular?
Avarie pees very efficiently. Two minutes round trip.
And how far from the tar store was the feather store?
WAG:
Chicken, pheasent, and DUCK!
Whew! That was close!
Around here, a fire tower sounds like a far tar.
I have over 700 posts now. I wonder, in how many of them did I actually said something intelligent? Let’s see, 1, …, no that one doesn’t qualify. OK, 1, …
I wonder, in how many did I not scrable my words in a sentence? Let’s see, 1, …, ooops, OK, 1, …
I wonder if that guy I met online ever carried through with his suicide threat? It’s a damn shame I have no way of finding him now.
poop, crap, shit, diarrhea, anal leakage, Anal Scurvy, butt paste, drop a deuce, pitch a loaf, defecate
Ommmmm … Ommmmm … Ommmmm …
I remember now why I don’t do online dating…geez!
i am a fan of gene kelly. i like him better than fred astaire because he’s more down to earth. more running around, and fred is very classy, but he’s so classy that he doesnt have as much fun as gene.
Why oh why did she swallow that fly? I think she’ll die.
Hmm, I smell a skunk. I wonder how skunks got so strong smelling? I mean, they don’t smell TERRIBLE, they just smell like the normal muskiness of creatures like foxes got turned up to 11. Ugh, and if they spray the stuff in your face you get all teared up and have to bathe in tomato juice…
I wonder, you know Joe in Accounting? Well, he stinks pretty well too, but it’s just normal BO a little out of control. But it keeps me away pretty well. Hmm, I wonder if that’s kind of his way of keeping Steve from Marketing off his back?
I wonder, if in a million years, guys like Joe will have refined their BO to a point where it will be an actual repellant. Wouldn’t that be cool if, like skunks, they were to collect all that odorant in bags somewhere, like under their armpits. So, like, if Steve got too close to Joe, he could just raise his arms and squirt concentrated BO in Steve’s eyes.
God that would be so cool…