
Showing posts with label yuck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yuck. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Fashion
Don't dress like this. Please. I'm begging you. I will buy you pants that fit. I swear. Just please... take them off. Yes right now. I don't care. Take. Them. Off! For the love of all things good and holy in this world!!

Friday, December 5, 2008
Tis' The Season
Don't donate crap that should be thrown away.
"Hey honey? You know those gross old slippers that I keep trying to make you throw away? I gave them to the Salvation Army, Ok!"
Bad. Idea.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Office Etiquette, part one
Don't reheat fish in the office kitchen.
Mmm, I bet that tuna casserole was really yummy last night! Super glad you had leftovers and that they spent the last 4 minutes in the common microwave on high.
The smell of rotting fish makes my lunch even yummier! Thanks!
I know, I know, you are trying to eat 'healthy', whatever. It's gross and it smells.
Mmm, I bet that tuna casserole was really yummy last night! Super glad you had leftovers and that they spent the last 4 minutes in the common microwave on high.
The smell of rotting fish makes my lunch even yummier! Thanks!
I know, I know, you are trying to eat 'healthy', whatever. It's gross and it smells.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Nope, We Don't Care.
So you are 12 seconds pregnant and we need all the gory details? No, no we don't.
Seriously:
That is gross. Don't get me wrong. I love babies. I just love them more when they look like a baby rather than a tadpole or alien larva. Ick.
Seriously:
That is gross. Don't get me wrong. I love babies. I just love them more when they look like a baby rather than a tadpole or alien larva. Ick.
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