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Post by moleman on Oct 20, 2009 21:55:41 GMT -5
My chair is moist. I am unable to determine why. I don't seem to be excited and yet it's hard to tell. I felt the same way about the season finale of "The Facts Of Life". My neighbor has a key. I may have to take it back.
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Post by moleman on Oct 20, 2009 22:01:16 GMT -5
Someone wrote "OMG Poejsick" on my forehead while I napped this afternoon after watching reruns of Calucci's Department. I suspect myself.
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Post by asshat on Oct 21, 2009 8:22:14 GMT -5
My chair is moist. I am unable to determine why. I don't seem to be excited and yet it's hard to tell. I felt the same way about the season finale of "The Facts Of Life". My neighbor has a key. I may have to take it back. Oh, sure - NOW he brings his A game... I'm going to Shemmie's, damn it.
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Post by Elphaba on Oct 21, 2009 9:11:35 GMT -5
My own personal Concierge informed me that this was happening last week. I didn't believe him, so I then decided to shoe him around the store a little.
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Post by poejsich on Oct 29, 2009 12:40:16 GMT -5
A good concierge expects a complete ass kicking. A little shoe around the store is but a taste of the abuse a seasoned concierge expects. I am inspired to call mine thisafter and shit in her whistle. It's only right.
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Post by Elphaba on Oct 29, 2009 12:42:52 GMT -5
A good concierge expects a complete ass kicking. A little shoe around the store is but a taste of the abuse a seasoned concierge expects. I am inspired to call mine thisafter and shit in her whistle. It's only right. Your concierge is a woman?
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Post by poejsich on Oct 29, 2009 12:59:42 GMT -5
A good concierge expects a complete ass kicking. A little shoe around the store is but a taste of the abuse a seasoned concierge expects. I am inspired to call mine thisafter and shit in her whistle. It's only right. Your concierge is a woman? Mavis Tantoon. She wears a girdle up to here and has an affinity for sporting red pumps with black fishnets. She likes it when I refer to her as "Modine". I defile her whistle. I like to follow her to various eateries as she takes her lunch. Today, she hit the Long John's in Carrick. Combo fish/chik platter. Extra hush puppies. Extra vinegar. A prick, really. Who wants the puppies? C'mon, they're corn bread slabs.
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Post by poejsich on Oct 29, 2009 13:03:33 GMT -5
Mavis. Yes, Mavis.
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Post by Elphaba on Oct 29, 2009 13:23:59 GMT -5
Your concierge is a woman? Mavis Tantoon. She wears a girdle up to here and has an affinity for sporting red pumps with black fishnets. She likes it when I refer to her as "Modine". I defile her whistle. I like to follow her to various eateries as she takes her lunch. Today, she hit the Long John's in Carrick. Combo fish/chik platter. Extra hush puppies. Extra vinegar. A prick, really. Who wants the puppies? C'mon, they're corn bread slabs. Doug usually orders extra puppies.
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Post by asshat on Oct 29, 2009 16:17:14 GMT -5
Mavis Tantoon. She wears a girdle up to here and has an affinity for sporting red pumps with black fishnets. She likes it when I refer to her as "Modine". I defile her whistle. I like to follow her to various eateries as she takes her lunch. Today, she hit the Long John's in Carrick. Combo fish/chik platter. Extra hush puppies. Extra vinegar. A prick, really. Who wants the puppies? C'mon, they're corn bread slabs. Doug usually orders extra puppies. Yes. I want the puppies. Corn matrices for the distribution of grease and fake onion flavor. This is my wheelhouse.
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Post by moleman on Oct 29, 2009 16:45:59 GMT -5
I like the Puppies. I hate myself for it but, by God I like the puppies.
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Post by poejsich on Nov 2, 2009 11:37:52 GMT -5
One day it was the puppies. Hush type. Then, someone invented the fax machine. Who ever said we needed a fucking fax machine? We used to have people on bicycles delivering copies of notes from business meetings. And memos about Stan Whitingham being promoted to Manager of the Shit Pipe Devision in Blawnox. Now look at us. I fucketh the hushies. But I like the little packets of vinegar. And I believe the person who invented the fax machine created the fish taco. My God, never a fish taco.
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Post by moleman on Nov 2, 2009 16:34:06 GMT -5
Maxwell has fax machines. One in every room.
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Post by moleman on Nov 18, 2009 9:02:32 GMT -5
There is a buzz in the air at the Blawnox Arthur Treachers. I distinctly heard one of the Hush Puppies preparers whisper to deep fryer attendant "OMG! Poejsick". Blawnox. I ordered the chicken planks.
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Post by asshat on Nov 18, 2009 9:24:38 GMT -5
There is a buzz in the air at the Blawnox Arthur Treachers. I distinctly heard one of the Hush Puppies preparers whisper to deep fryer attendant "OMG! Poejsick". Blawnox. I ordered the chicken planks. There's a Treacher's in Blawnox (he asked, knowing full well the nearest Treacher's is in Hermitage, PA)? I'm so there. Fish, chips, and malt muh-fuh vinegar. Mmm, mmm, mmm.
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