I want to hook up a 9V to my pineal gland.
I declare, I see the LIGHT... bbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...pft.
I scored some utensils and some pottery at a few estate sales last saturday. I found a streched coke bottle that has a certain mod appeal. The lady asked me what I was going to do with it with a suspicious squint in her eyes.
Yeah, I'm gonna totally shove this up my ass when I get home. I can't wait.
She seemed dissapointed when I told her it was going in my garden window.
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The post office is on my shit list.
I had to stand in line for twenty minutes in order to pick up my packages. Unsure if I was receiving one or two packages, I asked her to look for two since I had two slips. She comes back with one and tells me that the two slips were for the same package because she could only find one.
Wrong. I found out it was two. I swung by today before work and the line was at least twenty people deep. Why can't they speed the fuck up? I know this is like a cliche stand up bit and next I'll be asking what is up with airlines, but seriously what fucking unholy eater of souls and destroyer of worlds is managing that place? It is not that fucking hard. Fucking mind flayers.
Soooo... I still have to go back and stand in line for the package they never gave me.
Last thursday we buried gramps. He was felched by a chupacabra. He was seen hovering around town. To which everyone exclaimed Hey, there's gramps!
I declare, I see the LIGHT... bbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...pft.
I scored some utensils and some pottery at a few estate sales last saturday. I found a streched coke bottle that has a certain mod appeal. The lady asked me what I was going to do with it with a suspicious squint in her eyes.
Yeah, I'm gonna totally shove this up my ass when I get home. I can't wait.
She seemed dissapointed when I told her it was going in my garden window.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The post office is on my shit list.
I had to stand in line for twenty minutes in order to pick up my packages. Unsure if I was receiving one or two packages, I asked her to look for two since I had two slips. She comes back with one and tells me that the two slips were for the same package because she could only find one.
Wrong. I found out it was two. I swung by today before work and the line was at least twenty people deep. Why can't they speed the fuck up? I know this is like a cliche stand up bit and next I'll be asking what is up with airlines, but seriously what fucking unholy eater of souls and destroyer of worlds is managing that place? It is not that fucking hard. Fucking mind flayers.
Soooo... I still have to go back and stand in line for the package they never gave me.
Last thursday we buried gramps. He was felched by a chupacabra. He was seen hovering around town. To which everyone exclaimed Hey, there's gramps!
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matthewvw:
We thought we would be there by now but we keep hitting snags. I'm sure we will be available before the end of the year. It's taking forever.
elphie:
Mwhahaha you don't have to remember the rest of us will forever.