Whoa! Didja get the numbers off that truck?!?


September 07, 2001 - 9:57 p.m.

Stop the madness

Okay, letís get one thing straight right now.

Bears donít wipe their asses.

There arenít rolls of toilet paper stuck on branches in the woods. Bears donít even know what toilet paper is, let alone get stupid smiles on their faces when they encounter a specific brand.

I donít know why, but toilet paper commercials are always the dumbest ones on television. Come on people, its toilet paper. You wipe shit off your ass with it. Or you use it to insulate your hand from the dog shit pile youíre about to pluck up off the carpet. Hopefully in one grab.

Stop the madness.


Rodney Dangerfield has a website. I heard him on a radio re-run, and he was about to be seventy-eight years old. I donít know when that wasÖ Say what you want about the guy, he has staying power. He also has a religious song. No fooling. Itís called "He". You can download it for free, and he claims that if you download it and play it, something good will happen to you.

Maybe it will find a job for me.


Today was my last day of Job Search Training. I graduated. It was the last association Iíll have with My Former Employer. The HR Director came by again just before lunch (how about that). This time he brought Cute Little Rebecca with him; maybe he thought he and CLR would get a free lunch. Too early, Hatchet-Boy. He was there to ensure that one of the refugees in my class signed his Separation Agreement. They were going to hold his check hostage. They need his signature, it saves on breach of contract lawsuits.

Lunch was good. They had Big Assed Brownies. Lots of Ďem. I took three home for myself.

Iím sad at the end.







the last one -*- the next one


Current Terr Alert Level
Terror Alert Level
OMG, She's agonna blow!

blah blah:


book
about me
archives
notes
mothership
contact
readme

Elsewhere:

UncleBob
Ibepiglet
mkm
kitchenlogic
BoxFactoryBill
laurel825
weetabix
nixtress
porktornado
discothekid
sunnflower
Janina