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FOCK OFF. Seriously. :o :huh:

 

FFToday returned on Saturday. I wonder how long it will be until I violate a rule, and will be banned? I fear that I am on borrowed time.

 

On Friday I went to the doctor’s office, and had a typical experience. Appointment is scheduled at 10:00AM, I arrive at 9:40AM, nice and early. I get seen at 11:30AM, and finally stumble out of the office at around 1:00PM. Swell. An appointment with a general practicioner turns into half a day wasted. Why the fock do these people have to overschedule like that? They are making money hand over fist. Greedy pig fockers. The nurse was nice and everything, but when you are trying to take blood from me, can you please try to successfully insert the needle into my vein on the first three tries? But the fourth attempt to jab me, my arm starts to get unbelievably sore and painful. And I start to get a reflex in my elbow which leads to me punching people in the face. And I won’t miss on the first three tries.

 

Friday night was interesting, as after losing a bunch of blood, not eating, and drinking heavily, I decided to got bar-hopping, pretty much intoxicated. And every bar I went to was devoid of women. There was one place that had 10 very, very ugly women, but 50 guys were fighting over the right to take them home, so I gracefully stepped aside. The new plan was to entertain myself. I walked into one bar with a plan, and proceeded to start acting paranoid and shifty, more so than usual. I sat down, ordered a seltzer, and starting chatting with the people sitting closest to me. I kept turning and looking at the front door. After repeated questions as to my interest in the entrance, I begrudgingly explained that people were after me, and any second now, this bar was going to get invaded, and I was going to be taken prisoner. When they asked, if the cops were after me, I looked them dead in the eye, and replied, “Nope, space aliens. There is a vast government conspiracy at work, and we are all going to die.” Well, needless to say, people kept their distance from me after that. And I kept ordering seltzer water to fock with them, and show that I wasn’t under the influence of alcohol. Eventually, the creeped out bartenders would not serve me. I said OK, and I walked out of the bar, with all eyes upon me. As I ducked out the door, I yelped, and jumped into an alley. People ran outside to see what the yell was about, only to see an empty parking lot. They freaked out, as I did my best to choke back laughter, as I went around the back of the building, scaled a fence, and was never to be seen again.

 

Fock off. :huh:

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It’s just another manic monday :huh:

 

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Welcome to the grand reopening of the BiPolar Cafe. We are serving a Mexican Breakfast with your choice of Huevos Rancheros with refried beans and rice or shreaded beef with tomatoes, green chilies, and onions in scrambled eggs. The coffee is Columbian.

 

Have a great day geeks! :thumbsup:

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