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Showing posts with label skid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skid. Show all posts

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Uh Oh

This email excerpt from my husband. Love him.  (Image added by me)

Scary! After taking huge dump, I am sort of standing/sitting on a credenza in my boss's office discussing our "new action plan"(as if we had an old one). I look down and, to my horror, notice the brown smattering skid clinging to my pant leg.


At first I think its poop and have to scramble to get out of there(not easy with him). Once safe in the confines of my office, I conducted a comprehensive sniff check and began proper investigation. To my relief, I discover the remaining beans pasted to the bench of our break table where I ate my breakfast. Fuck I almost had a heart attack!!!!!.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Raising Intellectual Giants

Ernie's newest words are skid, smear, and menace. He is almost as thrilled as I, each time he identifies an occasion to showcase this growing and useful new vocabulary. Opportunities abound. Thanks to guess who??? KING SIMON or as Andy prefers "Stupid Faggot". This to me is very funny and (of course)uttered only for my benefit. This week Bert has pegged King Simon as "Bah-mohn", a sweet alternative to the other monikers for our stinky little mutt.