Friday, June 10, 2011

What the bleeding hell, you bloody wanker(s)


















Fresh corollary to recent workplace fuckery, I scoff at thee with much vigor through this atmosphericall artifact from last evening's woodland darkthroning.

12 comments:

Mary Ellen/Nunly said...

Wow...I have no idea what you are talking about...not a clue. But that's ok because it's Friday afternoon and I start drinking in about two more hours and then I will figure it out. Until then...

Tom Harper said...

Uh oh, it looks like clouds are rolling in. I hope this won't jeopardize this 100-degree heat wave you're enjoying so much.

susan said...

And I thought you hated summer, you leg puller, you.

Randal Graves said...

nunly, ancient Cleveland secret.

tom, actually not as awful today, but at least we're not Oklahomastan, where it's always 102° in June.

susan, I photoshopped out all the snow.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I was going to send you this earlier, Randal.

You can thank or blame the zombie.
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Randal Graves said...

Bloody rain, and just when the lawn's turning a nice, golden brown.

thatgirl said...

Ironic, as it seems that biggest complainers are the ones actually engaged in the bunga-bunga. Ah well, perhaps more darkthroning and less batcaving might be a good plan.

Randal Graves said...

Damn that Hoxha! Methinks you're right. The dominant paradigm is still being subverted, plus chance for purty, non-slab pictures.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

P.S. That storm began rolling through Columbus before 7. A.M., Randal...I awoke to the sound of thunder.
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Karl Franz Ochstradt said...

Ag in the periphery of those clouds. Some say that's a sign for optimism. I say it's just a fact of the clouds being less dense at their periphery. So really it's all about density.

Demeur said...

We're just sending a little bit of our liquid sunshine your way. What's the beef?

Randal Graves said...

if, but that, unlike the taxman, Al Qaeda, or the pretzeldent, shouldn't scare you of all people.

karl of the österreich, every silver lining has a cloud.

demeur, it's the stuff that Clara Peller was looking for.

Holy crap, that's even less funny than I usually am, but I'm not working on much sleep 'cause I just flew in and boy are my arms tired.