Only if you mute yourself and don't let everyone else on the call hear the deafening splash of the water as the turd hits.
I think what we’re all trying to say is: take that shit, record the conference call, and post the audio online.
I'm liking this guy more and more... the latest All Gas No Brakes video... some real Bunny territory...
I don't post much (if at all) but go back and look at some of the recent WDT threads and how normal life was just like a week or so ago...people talking about travel and concerts and shit like that. I am day 2 of working from home until at least 4/6 and my kids are off school until at least 3/30 but I see that changing sooner than later
When the dust clears, all that will be left are roaches and my mother. I do have a small surplus I’m ready to trade: 1 head of cabbage 1 honeydew melon And a six pack of Modelo I’m open to offers provided your willing to drive to north jersey to pick them up.
....shampoo and deodorant not being two of those things. This pandemic is certainly going to force families to spend time together, some good could come out of that. Or it could make people crazy and go all Susan Smith on their kids because that last dollar store iPod cord stopped charging devices.
Apparently monkeys operate in gangs. Tourists feed them, and that normally keeps them separate. No tourists = monkey gang fight? Welcome to Thailand.
Fucking hell. Told my boss I'm taking a hiatus and escaping the Covid madness in the big city for a month or so. It's snowing to beat hell in AZ and NM. I may have to settle for just getting out of the state tomorrow before continuing on to Missouri. My car is many things, but is definitely NOT a snow car.
Just getting the fuck out of Dodge for a while. I can't take the insanity that's blanketing this whole town....the governor closed everything for 30 days and everyone is losing their collective minds. Still snowing in Flagstaff. I may just head north to Idaho...it's only 1100 miles to where I grew up and right now the mountain passes are clear. I'll figure out which direction I'm headed when I start my car.
Yesterday while walking through the woods behind our house, I saw a small deadish tree hung up in the branches of another. For some reason, offense to my sense of aesthetics I suppose, I decided to take it down. So I gave it a good, hard shove to knock it down. The tree, in perhaps it’s last dying effort, responded, “Not today, bitch.” and clobbered me in the side of my head. I was stunned, but remained standing somehow. Then I noticed I couldn’t see. The thing hit me with enough force to knock my glasses off. Nauseous, bleeding and blind, I had to feel around the forest floor on my hands and knees like fucking Velma in the old “Scooby Doo” cartoons for my glasses ( which I eventually found 6-8 feet away ). As I searched a thought occurred to me: “Great. All those post-apocalyptic books I read and here I am, three days in to the real thing and I just became THAT character.” I find myself getting injured in the stupidest ways the last year or so. My head still hurts a little so I’m playing it safe and worked inside today. I did some writing and then mopped, polished the kitchen cabinets, tightened drawer knobs, etc.