Damn. I had to get up and go to work this morning.
Frickin’ Mayans are worse than the weather wonks on Channel 2.
Yeah, I was so hoping I didn’t have to do my taxes again this year. It’ll probably end a day after tax day when it finally ends.
Clothahump’s Boss: “No, actually the world did end. This is Hell. And yes, you’re still working for me.”
And here I got good and drunk the night before so I’d look and feel my best when the world ended this morning. Bother.
This is the last day*. It won’t be 12/22 in UTC-12 for another 18 1/2 hours. We’ve still got 3/4 of a day to go.
*Pretending for the sake of discussion that we believe this nonsense.
Bummer, I was hoping.
Yeah, it’s not over yet people!
I was kind of hoping for a bunch of Mesoamerican gods to climb up out of the earth and demand to know why no one’s given them any sacrifices for the last several hundred years. “Oh, so you only give a shit about us when we’re about to end the world, is that it?”
Are you pitting the Mayans?
Or the fact that the world hasn’t ended as promised?
“I’ve got a little list, I’ve got a little list
Of society’s offenders who may well be underground
And who never would be missed, they never would be missed”
Turns out it was spherical. Who knew?
Are we rooting for the end of the world?
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Mayan #1: You wanna go for a beer?
Mayan #2: I’m working on this calendar, but I guess if I don’t finish it won’t be the end of the world.
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Pfft, if the Mayan empire was still around, this’d be no big deal to them. The Mayan dollar stores would be full of 14 Baktun calendars with kittens or firemen or hot temple priestesses or whatnot, there’d be a few weeks where Mayans would absent-mindedly date personal checks with “13 Baktun” and inevitably there’d be many Mayans with broken resolutions to lose weight and sacrifice more Aztec prisoners.
I borrowed $10,000 from the mob to spend on hookers and blow. I told them I could pay them back on Saturday.
Uh oh.
Besides, if the Mayan’s were so great about predicting the future…how come they didn’t foresee the Spanish coming.
No one expects…
Eh, you know the rest.
This is what you get for listening to the Mayans. Everyone knows that the programmers of unix determined that the world will end on January 19, 2038 at 3:14:08 AM.
I must confess that a part of me saw it as the only possible solution to a couple issues at work. Customers that really need firing basically.
No. He’s pitting watermelons for refusing to grow in a triangular shape.