At work we have a policy that allows you to bring dogs to the work place as long as they are on leashes. In my building there is this lady that brings in her dog everyday and just let's him roam free. I don't know how many times I have made comments out load regarding the dog being on a leash or at least with his damn owner. SO, today with most of management out on some lil' charity crusade, this chick thinks that her dog owns this place. F'ing thing is running around like this is a NASCAR course. Then I went into my printer room and found a nice pile of dog spew. So, I said that is the last straw. Shiatty thing is I love dogs, but that was it. So, I called HR and let them know. Now I have someone on the war path against me. Life is great. Fher and her rat dog. Get a man and get laid. Your dog is not your f'ing child.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Classic Movie Quotes
I was just cruising the net, while watching the World Series game, and came across a site with movie quotes. Man there are so many out there, but as I was reading them I was busting up laughing. Some from the classics such as .... "Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf-herder." "Who's scruffy-looking?" Let's see if peeps can name the movie these lines come from and see if I can name them years from now. Starting off easy....
"Whoa. Whoa. Why the F-ing? Why in front of the kid? All ya gotta do is say "earmuffs" to him, and you can say "Fuck, shit, bitch." ok that was easy, but funny.
"Oh, Marcus. What are you trying to do, scare me? You sound like my mother. We've known each other for a long time. I don't believe in magic, a lot of superstitious hocus pocus. I'm going after a find of incredible historical significance, you're talking about the boogie man. Besides, you know what a cautious fellow I am." Had to get that one in. It has my name.
"I want this guy dead! I want his family dead! I want his house burned to the ground! I want to go there in the middle of the night and piss on his ashes!"
"Gee, thanks, Dave. Bang-up job so far. Extortion, coercion. You'll pardon me if I ask you to kiss my pucker. The same fuckers that rounded us up and sank us into this mess are telling me They'll bail me out? Fuck you."
"You wanna get high man?"
"Does Howdy Doody got wooden Balls man?"
"That's what I love about these high school girls, man. I get older, they stay the same age."
"Hey, little anal-dwelling butt monkey. Time for you to go home, little buddy."
"The 1961 Ferrari 250GT California. Less than a hundred were made. My father spent three years restoring this car. It is his love, it is his passion. "
"It is his fault he didn't lock the garage."
The quote of all quotes and this is why I am a baseball freakin' nut ....
"Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they'll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game and it'll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they'll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come."
Ok World Series game is over. Damn Cards can't they score any runs? Maybe they need a midget in their locker room.
"Whoa. Whoa. Why the F-ing? Why in front of the kid? All ya gotta do is say "earmuffs" to him, and you can say "Fuck, shit, bitch." ok that was easy, but funny.
"Oh, Marcus. What are you trying to do, scare me? You sound like my mother. We've known each other for a long time. I don't believe in magic, a lot of superstitious hocus pocus. I'm going after a find of incredible historical significance, you're talking about the boogie man. Besides, you know what a cautious fellow I am." Had to get that one in. It has my name.
"I want this guy dead! I want his family dead! I want his house burned to the ground! I want to go there in the middle of the night and piss on his ashes!"
"Gee, thanks, Dave. Bang-up job so far. Extortion, coercion. You'll pardon me if I ask you to kiss my pucker. The same fuckers that rounded us up and sank us into this mess are telling me They'll bail me out? Fuck you."
"You wanna get high man?"
"Does Howdy Doody got wooden Balls man?"
"That's what I love about these high school girls, man. I get older, they stay the same age."
"Hey, little anal-dwelling butt monkey. Time for you to go home, little buddy."
"The 1961 Ferrari 250GT California. Less than a hundred were made. My father spent three years restoring this car. It is his love, it is his passion. "
"It is his fault he didn't lock the garage."
The quote of all quotes and this is why I am a baseball freakin' nut ....
"Ray, people will come Ray. They'll come to Iowa for reasons they can't even fathom. They'll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they're doing it. They'll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won't mind if you look around, you'll say. It's only $20 per person. They'll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they'll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game and it'll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they'll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it's a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh... people will come Ray. People will most definitely come."
Ok World Series game is over. Damn Cards can't they score any runs? Maybe they need a midget in their locker room.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Queen of Blogs
To the great Cindy-Lou here is a blog dedicated to you. To the person who did her wrong and made her have to leave a hatefull post... I spit on thee. Don't mess with the Queen of Blogs. Cindy-Lou has a great following due to her writing skills, sense of humor, and the fact that she doesn't have any probs speaking her mind. Cindy-Lou don't let the lil people get you upset. We, your followers, will get your back. Cindy-Lou thanks for the entertainment you have given myself with all the good reading and laughs. Just remember 1 thing, if someone pisses you off grab the SILVER BULLET and let lifes lil worries just go away and all will be good again. Unless you have too many and a hangover sets in in the morning. Long live Cindy-Lou, Queen of Blog.
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