Alright you complainers, I sent this off to my friend in England that MCs a comedy club, but in case she doesn't use it, it's yours for a kiss....
Here are the begginings to a joke:
Unfortunately this comedy thing is not as high paying/high profile as you might think. As you can probably tell from my shoes. And if you're looking at my shoes, I've already lost you. But in case I haven't...
So I work in an office, your typical 9 to 5 thing. It's not so bad, except when I have the weekend off and I remember how much I don't like working. Every Monday I get up and throw my clothes on (yadda yadda yadda: add stuff here) and stumble my way into work. And what am I greeted by? Happy Monday! Happy Monday? Fuck off. There's never been anything happy about my Monday. Maybe if I liked the shit coffee they serve. But that's not my point.
So the rest of the week happens. It just happens. No one to blame really. God certainly has no interest in what I'm doing during the week. Right now he's on the edge of his seat, but during the week he likes to let me be.
So anyway, the week goes by and then suddenly it's Friday! Yeah, Friday! Ring the fucking bells! Sound the fucking alarm! Happy Friday! Happy Friday! Fuck off! I mean first of all it's not as if I've gotten less tired during the week and you screaming in my face that it is Friday is going to make me break in to song. (insert a few bars of a song) Second of all you are telling me in the Morning! Yeah, great it's freaking Friday, but I've got 8 more hours of work left. And guess what I'm going to be thinking about every minute of those 8 hours. Suddenly flash backs to being 10 and riding to Grannies house are flooding through my mind. "Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" No, we're not fucking there yet, so stop telling me it's fucking Friday because I'll pull this car over and it's not going to be for ice cream and lollipops, it's going to be for shit ass coffee and the whining droll of 18,000 florecent lamps reminding me that sunshine no longer exists in the modern world.
(This was originally going to be a joke about how Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday don't really exist anymore because everyone is so focused on Monday and Friday, but this is what came out. You can make up your own joke for that.
Here are the begginings to a joke:
Unfortunately this comedy thing is not as high paying/high profile as you might think. As you can probably tell from my shoes. And if you're looking at my shoes, I've already lost you. But in case I haven't...
So I work in an office, your typical 9 to 5 thing. It's not so bad, except when I have the weekend off and I remember how much I don't like working. Every Monday I get up and throw my clothes on (yadda yadda yadda: add stuff here) and stumble my way into work. And what am I greeted by? Happy Monday! Happy Monday? Fuck off. There's never been anything happy about my Monday. Maybe if I liked the shit coffee they serve. But that's not my point.
So the rest of the week happens. It just happens. No one to blame really. God certainly has no interest in what I'm doing during the week. Right now he's on the edge of his seat, but during the week he likes to let me be.
So anyway, the week goes by and then suddenly it's Friday! Yeah, Friday! Ring the fucking bells! Sound the fucking alarm! Happy Friday! Happy Friday! Fuck off! I mean first of all it's not as if I've gotten less tired during the week and you screaming in my face that it is Friday is going to make me break in to song. (insert a few bars of a song) Second of all you are telling me in the Morning! Yeah, great it's freaking Friday, but I've got 8 more hours of work left. And guess what I'm going to be thinking about every minute of those 8 hours. Suddenly flash backs to being 10 and riding to Grannies house are flooding through my mind. "Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" No, we're not fucking there yet, so stop telling me it's fucking Friday because I'll pull this car over and it's not going to be for ice cream and lollipops, it's going to be for shit ass coffee and the whining droll of 18,000 florecent lamps reminding me that sunshine no longer exists in the modern world.
(This was originally going to be a joke about how Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday don't really exist anymore because everyone is so focused on Monday and Friday, but this is what came out. You can make up your own joke for that.
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kittymalarchy:
oh yeah, and what's Shadowplay and how late does it go? I might get out earlier, we've been slow lately etc...
kittymalarchy:
for your sake, I hope this was a typo..." I can be anywhere from happening to real dead" Let's just hope that was a need for your morning coffee talking!