fbhjr: (Evil)
I spent all morning killing him.
It's harder than it looks. Nine different ways so far.
Hopefully one of them will be good enough.
We'll see.
fbhjr: (Evil)
http://www.smh.com.au/news/world/canada-not-so-safe-website/2008/01/26/1201157737457.html

Latvia. Isn't that where Doctor Doom is from?
Safer than Canada, and I bet the trains run on time....
fbhjr: (dumbass)
Just when I think I'm never going to measure up, the chimps have to get into the act too:
http://www.smh.com.au/news/world/chimps-beat-humans-in-memory-contest/2007/12/04/1196530676627.html

Ah well, what can you do?

Ho-ho’s

Nov. 7th, 2007 02:28 pm
fbhjr: (Evil)
Don’t ya love ‘em?
Cake, frosting, chocolate dipped?
I do.
I know I’m not supposed to have them.
I’ll get in trouble with the doctor at my next physical.
But, I still like them. And, do buy and eat them once in a while.
If no one sees me eat them, it’s not bad, right?

http://www.hostesscakes.com/hohos.asp
fbhjr: (Cottage)
It was very nice. My wife jumped out of a cake for me last night.
Well, not really. The cake was fairly small, so she held it up and jumped under it.
But, the effect was much the same.
It made me happy.
And, it didn’t even involve fruit flavors.
But, there is more to life than tropical strawberry, right?
fbhjr: (Default)
I’ve been told that I don’t meet the dress code requirements at work. Sad.
Yesterday the head of HR sent out an email saying there is going to be a
big tour Friday, and a dealer conference at the same time, so everyone
needs to dress well.
I didn’t get the email.
So I went over to her office and asked “Am I so fashionable that it’s never
a problem, or so hopeless I should just take Friday off?”
After a brief explanation of what I was talking about, and email
distribution lists, she inspected me to see if I passed muster.

“No, that won’t do,” she said after the inspection.
“Why not, I thought this would be OK?”
“No sneakers,” she said.
So, given my lack of shoe collection, I think it will have to be my ren
faire boots.

fbhjr: (Evil)
As near as I can tell it started in ’77.
Star Wars had come out that spring and I was really, really into it.
For my birthday I had received a Darth Vader helmet, which I still own.
My cousin Carolyn, her husband Myron, kids Kim and Brian had come up to visit us for Thanksgiving. Her son was only a few years younger than me and also very into Star Wars.
I had my brother lead him down into the basement where most of the lights were off. As they walked through the basement I walked out behind them without them noticing, wearing the mask.
I did my best Vader breath noise. He turned around and went screaming (literally) out of the basement and refused to go back downstairs the rest of the visit.
I hadn’t really thought about that starting it all. But, that’s the first I remember. Never really intended it to be a habit. And, to be honest, I’m still a bit surprised about it. But, I guess it’s just a natural talent I should go with… What can you do?
fbhjr: (Evil)
Things that are supposed to be “Tropical Flavored” should not have strawberry in it.
It’s just not tropical. I think they’re just being cheap. “We’ve got a ton of strawberry flavoring, what should we do with it?” “Pour it in, no one will care!”
Mango, banana, even oranges I could take as tropical.
But not strawberry.



I should point out I only posted this at Nate’s request. There are only 3 (maybe 4) people who would know why he and I think it’s funny.
But, that’s pretty good compared to most of the jokes I post here.
As I said to him the other day, “Things might go better if I could keep my mouth shut and not make stupid jokes. But, I just can’t." So there it is. He and I can laugh. Holly will frown. No one else will have a clue.

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