The main part of my job is organizing classes we put on which, ina perverse way, is pretty amusing considering I loathe sitting in a classroom being yakked at. I would rather be trapped in an airport terminal. I would rather eat lunch at McDonalds. I would rather have to see some Lady's Secret Place. My whole distaste of the education process was probably a big reason I got kicked out of the University of Texas. Of course, by the time they put me out the door, I was attended so few of the classes I had signed up for, the concept of "in school" or "out of school" was a pretty hazy one anyway.
So imagine my chagrin when a friend insisted that I attend the expo of Business Technology she's putting on Thursday and Friday. Worse, the reason she came to put this together was because I encouraged her to do so, so sneaking out would be difficult. Of course, my abilities at slithering out of a crowded room are pretty impressive, so we'll see.
And you know what else? MJ has offered to join me on a slapping fest, as I mentioned in my post about shopping at Rainbow Groceries, but apparently there's a "law" against it. Something about Battery, I don't know. The outrage. I thought this was supposed to be America, not some nanny state. I do have to commend MJ and Kevin both. The site I was trying to remember is, indeed, Lurid Digs . Thank you both so much, oh smutaterians. For everybody else, if you haven't been there yet, nip right on over. It's pretty hilarious. Scary, too.
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My distaste for the education process delivered me right in front of the class.
ReplyDeleteOh, Irony, thou are cruel.
anyways, you should put on a class about porn....and home decor....and maybe slapping.
I'll sign up.
I forwarded LURID DIGS to three of my trashiest friends. Actually they're my ONLY friends. So thanks for that link.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'd sign up too for a class on slappin' a bitch down.
I would rather have to see some Lady's Secret Place
ReplyDelete*discreetly crosses and uncrosses legs*
I would rather eat lunch at McDonalds
Care for a Filet-O-Fish?
*bitch-slaps Jason and Michael Guy*
Working Stiff is the name a chapter in my memoirs.
ReplyDeleteI love LURID DIGS!
I can't believe the pics of the rain in SF! We got it too but not as dramatic.
Sweet sick jebus, Peenee! Give a bitch some warning. Miss J went right over to Lurid Digs only to be ACCOSTED by a naked man sitting on the arm of a chair with his Manhood at full attention. Strangely enough, she just posted on something very similar over at her own blog.
ReplyDeleteHe should at least put a damn doily on the arm of that chair before making it home to his naked butt.
Sweetie, I believe everything was hazy when we were at UT.
ReplyDeleteAnd Miss J, hooray for a new post! I can't keep looking at those same spooky faces for-ev-er.
Hazy? It must have been them low clouds of the dope smoke rolling in.
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