Ever have one of those days?
Not one that is difficult or annoying but one that is filled with mirth.

First thing this morning I managed to create the fetid stench that comes from eating far too much broccoli.* Naturally I called my first born in to share the wealth....then shut her in the bathroom so she could savor the aroma between screams.

That really got the day off to a fun start.


Next I came across the really unfortunate name of "McFatridge". Can you imagine having to be a kid with a last name like that? Not to mention the exceedingly juvenile adults that would make fun of a name like that. we may or may not have made a number of jokes in our office concerning said name


Then I read a typo in an official report which has had me giggling for several hours. Actually, it wasn't so much a typo as a missing word. The fragment of the sentence in question should have read, "only a temporary job and she has now been officially laid off". What was actually written was: "only a temoporary job and she has now been officially laid".

My questions are thus:
-is this something new we are now to be monitoring?
-do you get some kind of certificate of completion for this?
-is this why she failed to report to probation? because she was too busy getting laid?


To round off my day of mirth, the fetid stench that comes from repeated broccoli farts has failed to end. Because my office is open to the public, so to speak, I have been forced to spray air freshener every 15 minutes or so. I don't recall every reading the details on the can of air freshener but something on the label caught my eye during the last round of spraying. It says, "Destroys bacterial odors at the source".

Now I am worried the air freshener is going to cause my bottom to seize up. This of course means I will not be able to release the toxins and will die a painful, bloated death.


Stay tuned for either further mirthful events and/or death.


Edit: And now we have just had a defendant named "Hore". This isn't helping. No one should laugh this much at work.


*Since girls don't fart, it was the dog**

**Ok, so we don't actually have a dog. It must have been a neighborhood dog that came into the house, farted all over the place, then left.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:16, 12 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Girls can fart
I should know, I'm a scientist
( willenium Fist bump for verification, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:19, Reply)

While they can...
after age 18, they chose not to.

Fact.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:24, Reply)

I've never farted in my life.
I am a lady.
( girlinthehole, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:28, Reply)

no shit eh?

( willenium Fist bump for verification, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:30, Reply)

erm
I sent my friend a text earlier that said "I'm so awesome it hurts" and she replied "Is that the name of a song?"

I did laugh at her for a long time.
( Lisette von Falcon, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:39, Reply)

Can I see a photo of your bumhole?

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:41, Reply)

Or, alternativly, can I actually see your bumhole.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:43, Reply)

show me yours

( Lisette von Falcon, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 20:49, Reply)

I'm at work at the moment, I'll send you a picture later.
I expect to see yours though.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 21:05, Reply)

it's like that, eh?

( Lisette von Falcon, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 21:19, Reply)

It's _just_ like that.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 21:35, Reply)

I shall await my gaz with baited breath

( Lisette von Falcon, Fri 10 Jul 2009, 21:50, Reply)