Tuesday, March 18, 2008

You're doing it all wrong....

Rather than spend the day like all the other morons of like mentality I decided to be brazen enough to venture to work. I didn't have my ceremonial Guinness at noon, nor did I happen to make it anywhere over the weekend that was green and loud, to get beer spilled on or in my shoes. Saint Patrick's Day this year passed me by., Although I didn't get a chance to have a nice "someone else cooked it for me" Irish meal, I did make a potroast and some earthy veggies. I'm willing to bet that most of you had a beer after work, as the sun set, and celebrated in your own way that which is the "drinkin holiday", More power to you. I think I'm going to do the same, only my first Guinness will be when you hit your snooze button, my second, when you leave for work. And then, then just maybe I'll get some sleep while you are contemplating what to have for lunch. When you are thoroughly fed up with work, and just want that last hour to pass by, I'll be enjoying a nice bowl of Cinimmon Life, and a cup of coffee after a refreshing shower. When you head home for dinner, I'll be packing mine into tupperware for the trip to the office. Thus continuing the life of the socially incompateble work cycle, single guy, I'm going to slave until 5am so you know that there's crime and badness in the world life of mine...

"IF YOU SHOP AT HANNAFORD SUPERMARKETS AND HAVE USED A CREDIT/DEBIT CARD TO PAY LATELY ALERT YOUR BANK" They've been plundered and chances are if you even live close to the east coast your indentification was compromised. You and like 1.4 million other people myself included. I'm headed there tommorrow to check on my millions.

The jokes on them if they try to use my account numbers..... 18$ won't get you very far with gas prices these days and it sure as hell isn't going to hook you up with a flatscreen Plasma HDTV. Holy Shit!.... I hope they don't snake my $5.16 in savings. OH for the love of God. I have to get to the bank..... what ever shall I do. Sweet tap dancin christ with a jar of marmalade. Great Odin's raven! (you get the picture) "Just so you know, If I get caught trying to cross the border into Mexico illigally by the federalis... it's not me, I'd rather have a canadian brew than a mexican one, it's that damn identity theives." {they won't truly be able to steal your indentity until they can swap finger prints with you}

Which reminds me of a great quote I've posted it before, but here it is again.
"A man Who can't imagine a horse galloping on a tomato, is an Idiot"

2 comments:

Nili said...

The world is truly a strange and wondrous place. You and I both skipped St. Patrick's day festivities. I didn't even have a single friggin' beer after work. They were right there in my refrigerator but did I think, "hey you should drink one of those."? No, I just festered on my couch and watched "The Forbidden Zone" on DVD (damn that's a weird movie!). Either we are getting old or there is a serious disturbance in The Force. We should check with Ogar.

Shaggy Bob said...

A disturbance in the force there is.....