Today Was Good
Despite work, Today was a good day.
This is primarily for three reasons:
In other news. I watched the video to 'The JCB song' today. I'd never heard the song before, someone told me about it. The song is strangely compelling, and I simply love the video. I would host it myself, but I don't know the legalities, plus it's 15mb, so that would eat at my bandwidth pretty quick!
Instead go to www.jcbsong.co.uk
It's by a band called Nizlopi from Leamington, England. Enjoy, or I'll get Chuck "Crazy Toes" Norris to roundhouse kick you in the neck.
This is primarily for three reasons:
1) I found out that I work with a guy called Bob Sleigh. Genius! He normally signs his name Rob, and I didn't actually know his surname, so I'd never made the connection before. Some of you may argue that Rob is not necessarily Bob, but I'd just argue that you are gay, and what do you know anyway? But today he signed off as Bob which foils your argument completely. Ha! Still, to your credit, Robsleigh is still pretty good.
2) I found out that a manager at my place is in hospital, with a torn sphinchter! Hahahahahha! It couldn't have happened to a more deserving bloke! I really don't like him. Quite frankly, he's an incompetant cunt. He usually swans round the office like he owns it, despite the fact he rose to his position by being clicky with the right crowd and smoking cock, I'd imagine. Quite how he's ripped his largest exit is currently a favourite topic of mine. My first guess was "Inserting Fruit" then I decided it was probably more likely a Manager's meeting that did it to him, or maybe a golf weekend with his boss, who is also an arrogant twat. It might have been a shit capable of being a danger to shipping, like a giant brown iceberg, but personally I wouldn't like to give him the credit.
Still, that really made my day. I might send him an email congratulating him on his latest promotion, obviously an event with a direct relation to his freshly reamed rusty sheriff's badge.
Ah Joy. Still, I have two more questions regarding this - firstly - Why oh why did he tell anyone about this? I don't know about the average bloke, but if I'd somehow torn my arsehole (ain't ever gonna happen) I'd tell people I had to have a mutant baby removed from my back or leprosy or something, anything but a torn anus. Secondly, my boss told my team. I can't believe he can get away with that personally! Surely some things (like a perforated starfish) are private and confidential?
3) And finally, I managed to fit a random fact about Chuck Norris into a legitimate email about work today. I forgot to forward the mail home, and I can't remember what I wrote. It may not have been very funny, but it made me laugh, and that's what counts.
I'll post it tomorrow.
In other news. I watched the video to 'The JCB song' today. I'd never heard the song before, someone told me about it. The song is strangely compelling, and I simply love the video. I would host it myself, but I don't know the legalities, plus it's 15mb, so that would eat at my bandwidth pretty quick!
Instead go to www.jcbsong.co.uk
It's by a band called Nizlopi from Leamington, England. Enjoy, or I'll get Chuck "Crazy Toes" Norris to roundhouse kick you in the neck.
1 Comments:
the male nether regions have really figured prominently in your last few posts. Some sort of hidden homoerotic theme going here? By way, I am using my scrotum to type this comment, and if you have a problem with that, then I may send around Chuck "Funbag" Norris to give you a roundhouse kick to one of your lymph nodes.
Jeff "Studaxao" Sharrock
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