Today at lunch someone started flicking mashed potatoes at me. I eventually left and went to the east lab. How do I handle this problem?
I’ve kind of been out of the loop on a lot of stuff the past couple of weeks so I spend my time trying to catch up on things. I went to the doctor Tuesday and came out with a good report. The pneumonia is all gone and I’m just in tip top shape. But he wants to do a physical so I’ll do that in the next two weeks. I told him I really didn’t like to come see him because his job is to find something wrong. He says his job is to fix anything wrong but of course, he has to find something before he can ...
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Updated 07-05-2009 at 06:33 AM by TheFifthElement
Two blondes had driven across the country to see Disney World in Florida. As they approached it and got onto the final stretch of highway, they saw a sign saying "Disney World Left!" After thinking for a minute, the driver blonde said "Oh well!" and started driving back home. __________________________________________________ ________________ A blind guy on a bar stool shouts to the bartender, "Wanna hear a blonde ...
I'm about to blow the whistle on the English Public School system in my next installation of "Online Literature Gossip: what the literary stars don't want you to know!" featuring Bad Byron and Wily Wilde as I have affectionately nicknamed (Byron was so much more naughty than Wilde: you've no idea) but first... Andave, I cannot argue with your suggestions. Aragon and Brohimir (mssp) are defensibly sexy, but I feel I must play raconteur and add a caveat and ancedote ...