Things to do when you're bored.
Twice a month, write a letter to Steven Hawking asking him if he could please explain, in the simplest terms, G-string Theory.
On Fridays, ask your co-workers ---How was your weekend?
In a fancy car dealership, walk up to the hottest chick that works there.Then say----What do you charge for a Hummer?
Whenever a delivery guy knocks on your door, bark like a dog as loud as you can. Then scream-----SHUT THE FUCK UP. Finally, answer the door wearing a blood stained pair of sweatpants and a tool belt.
Walk into a toy store and ask loudly----Where are the Erection Sets? I need an ERECTION set. Get extremely impertinent and righteous at the ensuing confusion or embarrassment.
At work, scream suddenly at your nearest co-worker ----WHAT IS IT WITH ALL THE MOUSE CLICKING? ALL YOU DO IS CLICK,CLICK,CLICK OVER AND OVER. IT"S DRIVING ME FUCKING INSANE!!!
3 comments:
I like starting a sentence with the either of the following two phrases:
"I can't speak for myself, but..."
or
"On a scale between one and ten, three being the highest..."
people are a fun sport...
You know . . . what I really miss is heckling the shit out of hot chicks as they walked by the cubicles. Not to mention the gaggle of pricks that strolled through the fucking pretensous grey walled conmune. . . ."
yeah, it's a 3D wireframe."
FUCK
@ mark
I believe Allen had the whole "heckling hot chicks as they walked by" down to an absolute dark delicious sounding "hey baby".
Allen, torturing Stephen Hawking would be fun if there was a response that warranted an answer to: Big Brain... Big .....uh....anyone? anyone?
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