Ok, so normally I don't post stuff on this site that's just me ranting. Usually I post links to things on the net and what not, but I thought this was pretty funny. It's about 9:30 thursday morning, and I've been here since 7:30, and I'm typing an e-mail a few minutes ago. As I'm typing this e-mail I see out of the corner of my eye something on my shirt. Today I have on this, I guess blue, Polo shirt with pocket and collar, and as I look over to see what I'm looking at that's on my shirt, I come to the ultimate conclusion that I'm one of the biggest asses I know. I just realized about 10 minutes ago, after wearing my shirt in the office for over 2 hours now, that it was on INSIDE OUT! Damn. . . . . . I'm retarded. For future reference, anyone reading this who works with me, has permission to just haul off and fucking smack me in the back of the head if they want without fear of any sort of retaliation whatsoever.
Ok, ok, so I might not have used the MP3 player in the below post as much as would be warranted with a over $300 purchase, but if someone could just please pick me up this DVD burner I would be so grateful. Seriously, just consider it.
"Thanks for your Glossary of Perversion submission. We have added "HRA" to
both the thesaurus and the "H" section. I also added a link to your site in
your credit. Hope you enjoy. Oh, and keep an eye on your mailbox... sendin
you our latest bumper sticker and catalog.
As a regular visitor to the strip club, I thought I knew my surroundings
pretty well. But something had been bugging me for a long while.
Something I couldn't quite put my finger on. Then it hit me. The
dancing, topless girls, numbering twelve in total, all bore a striking
resemblance to Jay Leno.
I think the best way to argue with someone is whenever they make a point say "That sounds like something Hitler might say." They'll get really quiet, and you can then make a counter-point.