Surprise..... Get that corn outta my face!!!!Yeah, I would be angry too if I had been insulted by two old men in front of a super beautiful nun I was secretly in love with yet could never hope for due to mine's taking of the vows of celibacy.
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The other day, a thud was heard in my garden. It turned out to be a pile of turd from the Domino's Pizza call centre, more well known by the Latin term of Turdicus Biggius Shiftus Leaderius. This species of turd is rare, and it delights in mindless verbs, senseless mumbling, and totally antiquated procedures (think the Neolithic Age and a monkeys your uncle).
Wheres my chains??!!!Wheres my chains??!!!Wheres my chains??!!!
I was approached by a person the other day, whom asked for some pittance. Not the emotional kind, the other one...the type that really hurts where it matters most (for those still uninformed, the wallet). Caught in a conundrum, I sprang into action, hung up on our best customer, and worked on the Mission Statement like there was no tomorrow!!!
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Why should I pay you to work if you enjoy it so much? Whence will company's learn that, to really appreciate your employees, you dont need any fancy schemes to improve morale, just pay us more and let us off earlier! Morale boosting exercises usually bring about the opposite, especially if turd-faced bosses get involved.
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I would love to become a pro-wrestler, but then again, yarn is so much fun! And since we're all for the dolphins, that could be my name, Tortoise Man, and his hairy chest! (Yes, I am a man, only twenty days till I turn 20!)
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Why is 4-4.30p.m. slated for guest arrival? Why not 4.29? And why did Gary stop me in Maybank? Was it because I was snazzily dressed? I would suppose so... Why else would he think I'm a working man? Why?!!! Why????!!!!!
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Some things are best left unexplained, eh uncle? Or auntie? Should that be with or without whipped cream?
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Where are your chains man
ReplyDeletei think the question you shd ask yourself is: Where's my marbles? Why don't i make sense? What the hell am I talking about?
ReplyDeletemarbles and chains there exist, young Padawan traveller, much are the miles you must travel before unfurling them you may.
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