I have been working my butt off at work. What's up with the whole exchanging labor for pay thing anyway? I need to find a job that allows me to sit on my ass and not do a damn thing.
Sometimes I wish I were stupid. Then I could sell crack on the streets or rob a bank for some cold cash. Unfortunately, I don't like dying (would eventually get shot slinging rock) and I value my virgin bottom (getting caught robbing banks and end up in state prison).
So, my intelligence is my downfall. I'm stuck working for "da man" because I'm somewhat intelligent.
Screw this... now where'd I put those crack rocks...
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Watch out everybody!! Stand back!! Make Room!! Here comes Dan's big head, again.
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I didn't want to bring this up, but your right. I do have to buy the Magnum condoms. Why I keep pulling it out in public, I'll never know.
That last comment was a joke for those without a sense of humor.
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