Life Lesson #47

November 10, 2008 | 3 Comments

Something We Should All Take Note Of.

Passenger: Thanks again for stopping and giving me a lift. It would have been a helluva walk.
You: Sure, no problem. You kind of jumped in front of my car anyway, so it was either stop or knock you down, and I didn’t really want to dent my car.
Passenger: For sure. I’ve actually been knocked over twice this year already.
You: I’m not really surprised, you seem to just walk into oncoming traffic.
Passenger: Yeah, it’s mostly when I’m hammered. Anyways, do you have any music? It’s pretty quiet in the car, and the sound of your voice angers me.
You: Sure, there should be some in the front.
Passenger: Wait, there’s a couple of CDs under my seat.
You: Sure, go for - actually wait! Don’t!
Passenger: Urgh! What is this?
You: What is what?
Passenger: Under my seat. Is it… is it dry snot?
You: Come now, that’s ridiculous.
Passenger: No, that’s… that’s exactly what it is. My 5 year brother does this as well.
You: Does what? Does what exactly? What are you trying to say?
Passenger: Oh, I think you know EXACTLY what I’m trying to say, my diamond digging friend.
You: Well… I don’t know WHAT you’re talking about, dude. That’s dry candle wax that somehow got underneath my seat.

*silence*

Passenger: Maybe it’s best if you just let me out here.
You: It really is dry candle wax. I don’t know why you’re freaking out like this.
Passenger: No, I’m sure it is. I just… I just feel like walking now, that’s all.

Moral of the story: Don’t pick your nose and wipe it under your car seats. It’s disgusting, and if anyone discovers it, they will think you’re weird and appalling.


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The Spider For Money Email

November 10, 2008 | 8 Comments

So Funny You Will Shit Yourself.

Sorry for being so crude again, I really have to cut down on my swearing. Anyhoo, I was on the “internet” today and saw this on iMod , and decided to grab it and claim it, like a mischievous vagrant going through your rubbish bin on a Monday morning before the council workers (dirt men - can we call them that?) come to collect it. It’s an email that’s been going around and it’s so exaggeration to say that it is quality.

Nice one. I really enjoyed that, how was it for you? Did you like that little move I pulled at the end there?

Did you know who taught me that?

Your mother.

No seriously.

I’m not joking, she did.

True story


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