bradmbrown
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Joined: 7/20/2001 From: The irrelevent north Status: offline
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23... Show up for work on Monday morning, hair messy, white stuff in the corners of my eyes, I stink like a weasel. The guys there are winking at me, saying things like "Looks like Brad got LUCKY last night!!" and "Hehe, did you wear yer rain-gear?" I reply, "Lucky? Yeah, I sure was, came through whole session with hardly a scratch." "OH, she is not a screamer, she is a SCRATHCHER, eh? (nudge nudge).
Boss says, "What do you have to say for yourself? You look terrible!" I mumble "Katyushas 'n Stukas." He says, Fine, but I will need a letter from your doctor, okay? Take the rest of the day off."
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