OLD LADY: So, I dropped an F-bomb in a meeting today.
MR. Z: YOU FARTED IN A MEETING?!?!
ME: [spraying hot tea outta my nostrils] No, while "dropping an f-bomb" sounds like it should be about farts, it actually means something else.
MR. Z: What is it?
OLD LADY: I said "fuck."
MR. Z: Whoa! Your students must think you're mean.
OLD LADY: No, I said "fuck" in a meeting with other professors.
ME: But you're right, Mr. Z, Mom's students do think she's mean.
I swear, every day our conversations become more and more like some sort of dysfunctional Bazooka Joe comic.
VOTE HERE FOR CRABBYDAD
9 comments:
OK. The Bazooka Joe comic was brilliant!!
off to vote now.
Thanks, Todd. I'm digging the Bazooka Joe comic constraints of three talk balloons and a fortune. I may have to make this a regular feature. Maybe even offer some prizes... that basement's not gonna empty itself.
I would like the gold tone pear fruit pin please.
Oh, and I voted.
And I love the old lady. I've been in many a meeting where I would have LOVED to spray the room with F words.
Kim, that'll be $1.25 plus 15 comics, please.
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Heh. Contest? I'm in. Or I could just come up with a truck and we could pull an Alice's Restaurant on the stuff in the basement (it's not a VW microbus, but it should do the trick).
OOH! Now I know what I'm getting Kim for her birthday!
C'mon by, Todd. I've got lotsa stuff for ya -- like maybe my taxes from 1987 through 1998. Still in unopened box!
WOW...Income Taxes NIB...that's a steal...(if I may use that word in the same breath as taxes without the slightest hint of irony) :-) Not for nothin, but a (virtual)tour of the crabbydad studio* lair would be a WAY cooler prize than the gold crusted pear thingie mabob. LOL.
*unless of course I already missed that in a previous post from times of yore that I'm too lazy at the moment to go back and read. Alright. I've gone a little to close to psuedo stalker for my own comfort. LOL. Later! Looking forward to the next track/rant!
Well Todd, the basement rehab is finished, and once I get off my pointy ass and move shit into it, I'll post some shots. Or stop on by... with a trailer. You haul it, it's yours.
Haha. Don't joke. I know the wife and kids would love a roadtrip up to the CrabbyPad...(especially for a chance to rock out with the Dino Tubes!) LOL. And I wouldn't turn down a jam session in CrabStudios :-)
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