

He Also Realized He Forgot His Proof of Fucking Insurance When His Number Was Finally Called


He Also Realized He Forgot His Proof of Fucking Insurance When His Number Was Finally Called


It’s potluck day today in the office. I can barely contain my excitement. You know how those things work? People put in genuine effort to make nice food to share with coworkers… they may even spend a fair amount of money buying materials to prepare it! You have those people, the meticulous food-preparers, then you have the other category. This other category is what I would fall under. I’m The Douche That Brings Soda. For what it’s worth, I did bring 3 varieties of soda, AND chips, AND dip. It was all purchased roughly 10 minutes after I woke up this morning on a hurried trip to work. The soda was purchased warm, so it’s in the freezer right now. Don’t let me forget about it.
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It’s Wednesday, and that means something very special! No, the special-ness does not come from that Smarmy Radio DJ/Guy In Office/Fellow Hobo Waiting In Line With You For Soup saying “Heyyyyyyy… it’s HUMPday!” through a Not Visible to You Because He’s On the Radio/Coffee Stained/Mangled and Largely Toothless grin… it means that it’s Wild ‘n’ Woolly Web Wednesday! Yay! Alliteration!
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