Gilligan Rocks
Something interesting posted on the Greeblie Blog is a unique blend of Zeppelin and Gilligan. Worth a listen.
Archive for October 4th, 2002
Annoying the Wife - Email (cont.)
From: Woundwort
To: My own version of sainted wife
Subject: 1st weekend in Nov.
Do we have plans?
From: My own version of sainted wife
To: Woundwort
Subject: RE: 1st weekend in Nov.
No, why? I hate when you ask me about dates, before telling me what has come up.
From: Woundwort
To: My own version of sainted wife
Subject: RE: 1st weekend in Nov.
How many jars of mayonnaise do we have, and how many do you think we could fit into the car?
From: My own version of sainted wife
To: Woundwort
Subject: 1st weekend in Nov.
Why the hell do we need a carload of mayonnaise?
From: Woundwort
To: My own version of sainted wife
Subject: RE: 1st weekend in Nov.
Possible free weekend to see Bigwig and his Sainted Wife.
From: Woundwort
To: My own version of sainted wife
Subject: RE: 1st weekend in Nov.
Oh………..probably about 37 jars of mayo. Tell him I said hello. By the way, what the hell do you do at work?
Annoying the Wife - Email
From: Bigwig
To: Sainted Wife
Subject: 1st weekend in Nov
Do we have plans?
From: Sainted Wife
To: Bigwig
Subject: RE: 1st weekend in Nov
No, why? I hate when you ask me about dates, before telling me what has come up.
From: Bigwig
To: Sainted Wife
Subject: 1st weekend in Nov
Hmmm. How many queen size bedsheets do we have?
I thought you hated sheets, we have several, but they are good ones-WHY?
How many jars of mayonnaise do you think it would take to cover one queen-size bedsheet?
You’re not f*&%ing funny
Now, see, that?s where you’re wrong. I am really f*&%ing funny.
That might be a free weekend for Woundwort and wife
I’ll alert the media
What to do for dinner tonight?
Really not thinking about that now
What are you thinking about?
Taxes, uploads and tons of coal (Editor’s note: The sainted wife is an accountant at a major power company. She doesn’t think about coal for fun, though with accountants, it is sometimes hard to tell.)
Well I’ve been workin’ on a coal mine,
Doin’ uploads;
Workin’ on a coal mine, Whoop! about to explode;
Workin’ on a coal mine,
Goin’ down, down;
Workin’ on a coal mine, Whoop! about to explode;
Six o’clock in the mornin’, I’m up before the sun,
When my work day is over, I’m too tired for havin’ fun….
Lord, I am sooo tired!
How long can this go on?
I been workin?, going, workin?
Whew, about to explode!
That was good, I almost chuckled
My god, then to the rest of the world it would be an act of comedic genius!
Don’t you have work to do?
Yes, tons. But my heart goes pitter-pat when I see your e-mail address in my mailbox
Oh, Ick.
Doing Our Part (and ourselves) For Peace
Finally, an effort the common man can support. Their motto is “War is Out, Pound Your Trout.” God bless America!!!!
Want me one of these
If ponies rode men and if grass ate cows,
And cats should be chased into holes by the mouse…
If summer were spring and the other way around,
Then all the world would be upside down.
Making Mr. Creosote
Iraq may or may not have Weapons of Mass Destruction, but Fred First has confirmed the existence of Weapons of Mass Production at the local Target.