Fond as I am of making up total bullshit and then having you freaks demand sources, this sort of shit I CANNOT make up. It's impossible. Completely.
Even my twisted, fertile imagination is strained under the obese weight of this pathetic treatise on the state of our government workers, blowing STRAIGHT through the boundaries of decency and laziness, entering an aetherial world of unparalleled outrage!
Ahem.
My wife sent me this email about her delightful co-workers (ha ha ha, "workers") and I have cut-n-pasted it here in its entirety.
For the record, Evil, Trashy, and Fatty are the co-"workers." Their names have been changed to protect my wife from their revenge, since they spy on one another nearly as much as just sitting on eve-expanding asses and wasting our tax money. They all get like $50K or more for this fucking shit.
Enjoy! (I think.)
Oi, baby, poor poor me.
I was out for lunch thinking these animals will finish
by the time I am back, but Trashy's in-law brought her
twins here and she was dragging them all over the office.
Anyway, i came in and these bitches started to have
lunch being obnoxiously loud!
Evil was telling the story how her lovely hubby eats
chicken, oinking like a pig and licking off all the
meat from the bones!
And Trashy was saying: " oh, my Marc is doing the same
thing!"
And Evil was bragging how loud her hubby burps an farts, and Trashy
was saying:" He is more louder that me. Can you
imagine!" Then they were
discussing how much these my pals love chitlings (pigs
intestine, not sure about the spelling) and how it smells
like a dirty asshole and how much Evil spends for meat and
how her hubby eats meat at every meal including
breakfast.
Then Fatty was praising her brainless nieces, how good behaving
were they, and how she could not imagine to have 2 at
the same time (it's like she imagine to have one at
least???)
Stupid lesbo, but it's ok. Then she started
to project her motherly instinct onto her cats with dumb cat stories.
Then, Evil and Trushy were giving her advice where
to buy cheap meat. Evil said: "Well, it's in the
Ghetto, but it's cheap and good!"
Fatty was saying how
expensive S&S is and how she shops in A&P. And how her chest is full of meat and how nasty to fry fish at home bc it smells bad.
Well, after like 40 minutes of being at the epicenter
of this fucking crap, Trashy said: Oh, it's another hour I have to
be here! the boss gave me such a shitty data set and
have to kill her!"
After all that they left for walking, I guess...
Comments?
Jurched
Even my twisted, fertile imagination is strained under the obese weight of this pathetic treatise on the state of our government workers, blowing STRAIGHT through the boundaries of decency and laziness, entering an aetherial world of unparalleled outrage!
Ahem.
My wife sent me this email about her delightful co-workers (ha ha ha, "workers") and I have cut-n-pasted it here in its entirety.
For the record, Evil, Trashy, and Fatty are the co-"workers." Their names have been changed to protect my wife from their revenge, since they spy on one another nearly as much as just sitting on eve-expanding asses and wasting our tax money. They all get like $50K or more for this fucking shit.
Enjoy! (I think.)
Oi, baby, poor poor me.
I was out for lunch thinking these animals will finish
by the time I am back, but Trashy's in-law brought her
twins here and she was dragging them all over the office.
Anyway, i came in and these bitches started to have
lunch being obnoxiously loud!
Evil was telling the story how her lovely hubby eats
chicken, oinking like a pig and licking off all the
meat from the bones!
And Trashy was saying: " oh, my Marc is doing the same
thing!"
And Evil was bragging how loud her hubby burps an farts, and Trashy
was saying:" He is more louder that me. Can you
imagine!" Then they were
discussing how much these my pals love chitlings (pigs
intestine, not sure about the spelling) and how it smells
like a dirty asshole and how much Evil spends for meat and
how her hubby eats meat at every meal including
breakfast.
Then Fatty was praising her brainless nieces, how good behaving
were they, and how she could not imagine to have 2 at
the same time (it's like she imagine to have one at
least???)
Stupid lesbo, but it's ok. Then she started
to project her motherly instinct onto her cats with dumb cat stories.
Then, Evil and Trushy were giving her advice where
to buy cheap meat. Evil said: "Well, it's in the
Ghetto, but it's cheap and good!"
Fatty was saying how
expensive S&S is and how she shops in A&P. And how her chest is full of meat and how nasty to fry fish at home bc it smells bad.
Well, after like 40 minutes of being at the epicenter
of this fucking crap, Trashy said: Oh, it's another hour I have to
be here! the boss gave me such a shitty data set and
have to kill her!"
After all that they left for walking, I guess...
Comments?
Jurched
