too much pork for the fork
great googly moogly ... just got back from kendall's ... so yeah, i'm a bit stuffed. i did get to have a little semantics discussion with squeeky and fu-fu. don't worry, this ain't grad school, it's chicken-fried steak. we were just wondering why it is that okies call it a chicken fry? "yeah, i'll have the chicken fry?" why not just call it the chicken-fried steak? we may never know.
and another thing, squeek asked me to come over tomorrow to "stuff and lick." not that it's the first time i've been propositioned thusly, but this wasn't a super-secret-kinky-sex fest. she was talking about wedding invitations. damn. so close.
see i have to do the stuffing and the licking (because i'm so good at it) because my chicken scratchy scrawly handwriting isn't fit for formal pretty invitations. man, if it wasn't for this vagina, they'd make me pee outside.
what else, what else? oh yeah! i may have already written about this, but it's SO DAMNED FUNNY that it's worth repeating ... in our big meeting yesterday we had to sit through these boring old slides detailing how much money each team was making and all that crap. would have been a total waste of time had it not been for two slides ... two little slides on which the Analytical Troubleshooting team's name got abbreviated ... go ahead, take another look ... you'll never guess. it made me so happy i wanted to cry.
first: Anal. Troubleshooting
second: Analy. Trouble.
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