Sunday, May 07, 2006

Whoa...

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

"Sir?"

What?

"The cinqo de Mayo was two days ago. It's now the Siete de Mayo."

Whoa...

"Hm?"

That was some Cinco de Mayo, then.

"Insert rimshot here, yes?"

Yeah. Mostly. It was a hell of a Cinco, though, wannit?

"Quite. I heard about the bucket--"

WE WILL NOT GO INTO DETAIL REGARDING THE BUCKET!

"Very well, sir. About what DO you intend to post, then. The end of Othello? The current moving situation (i.e., enough progress has been made that the new place feels like yours now)? Perhaps how the cute new waitress at the diner is expressing interest in your hat, which may be read as interest in you, after a fashion?"

Well I... after a fashion?

"One mustn't forget that witresses are pait to be pleasant. Not figuratively, either... the more a man enjoys his waitress's company, the more cash she comes by at the end of the meal."

Okay, dude, A, you're no fun. B, I wasn't even her table. C, you're usually not so uptight, and D, shut up.

"Shutting up, sir."

... you suck.

1 Comments:

Blogger Vincent Avatar said...

Ha ha, those crazy inner voices created purely to be a foil to your ranting posts... Boy, they sure can be rambunctious, can't they?

5/08/2006 9:11 AM  

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