Merde
Monday, 6. October 2008
Preface:
I spent yesterday in San Diego hanging out with a friend that I haven’t seen in a year. During the much anticipated catch-up story-telling session of everything that has transpired in our lives, I realized that alot of the punchlines and “oh-no-you-didn’t” moments have escaped my short-term memory. This is definitely no bueno in my book, because you see, I need instant refreshers to all things funny and tragic that have occurred in my life.
And so, encouraged by my Life in a cubicle commenters, I’ve decided to incorporate more of the funnies that have happened to me. My friend Bobby calls it the “Human Interest” section of the blog.
Date: August 7 2008
Location: Cubicle
Anonymous Person within my hearing range had been groaning in pain all morning. The story was that he fell off a horse and injured himself. But as all things go in life, there was more to the tale.
*crack*
Truth is, he cracked his rib on the shitter.
Moments later, the same person suffered a bout of non-stop sneeze-fest. In the midst of his sneezing, all I heard was:
Merde! Merde! Merde!
That must have been some merde indeed.
