What doesn't suck is getting home after a long day of working at a remedial job, eating a satisfying fast food dinner, turning on the cable-less television, getting bored, surfing the 56K internet for wholesome family images, deciding to go to bed because the cold is getting a bit unbearable, and realizing that you don't have homework due the next day.
Ahh, being a high school drop out roxors. Don't let PBS and their propaganda tell you differently.
Note to self: Visit local shelter for another blanket soon. Winter, she's a-comin'!
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Newsflash: Work Sucks!
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About Me, Not You
- The Chief
- I was christened Wannahockaloogy by our tribal leader. He was a bitter old man with throat cancer who believed that, to truly hock a loogie, one must not retrieve the phlegm from the throat, but from the soul. His weakened, delirious state made it easy for me to overthrow him and seize control. Now, I am the chief and I have internet access. Beware, delirious smoking populace. Beware.
3 comments:
I'll send you a blanket. No need to go around asking for hand-outs.
send me one, too, please.
Gladly. For you I'll send one of my handmade quilts. I'll have to give some thought as to the pattern, though.
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