You're a fine example of a cop dude. Really.

I’ve taken Uzi’s concerns to heart. In place of a beer at lunch, I did a coupla lines off my desk. Weeeeee.

Yup, and a very proletarian one at that.

Pfft. Lightweight.

I did a coupla lines off my secretary’s ass.

Well as long as you secretary’s ass was not on the lunch table . . .

No, I’m just stingy. If you knew my secretary, you’d know she would be after her share and she’d demand to do her lines offa my ass. And they’d be big honkin lines.:smiley:

Someone in this thread *needs *a beer.

I don’t drink at lunch. However, when I went to go buy a salad at the deli, I was really tempted by the cookies. I got a big cookie.

When I walked towards my car, a cop came over screamed, “IF YOU EAT THAT COOKIE, IT WILL MAKE YOU FAT!” It makes sense, because usually when I eat one cookie, I can’t stop and I just keep cramming them in there until I finally get tired and go to sleep. But damn, this salad wasn’t very filling.

This is the stupidest post I have ever read on this board. It should win a medal of some kind.

Haaa! Ya’ll are killing me today.

You are so making me crave a OE right now.

How about buying Uzi a beer at lunch?

Let’s just say that some of the people eating lunch at the table were mighty annoyed.

Personally, I think the cop should arrest your slow metabolism :slight_smile:

Yeah, but it’s not really an issue per se since the secretary was wearing slacks over her Depends.

The operative word here being “was.”

Ooh! Me me me! Pick me!

The real question is, was she declawed and circumcised? And is she an indoor or an outdoor secretary?

This is me deliberately choosing NOT to mimick a “childfree” advocate of the sort who uses words like “sprog” and “crotch dropping” in apparent seriousness.

Here you go. I even threw in a lil’ hot mama to pass it back and forth with.

apropos of absolutely nothing, a customer just told me, "you can stick it up your ass with a fist full of gravel Hahaa! White folks got the most colorful cuss outs!

Nothing says “classy” like a padded bra, that’s for damn sure. Also, is wearing the tshirt of the malt liquor you’re drinking as gauche as wearing a band’s shirt to their show?

“Don’t be that guy!”