Sharon Cichelli: Developer. Analyst. Instigator.
But they make up for it by hating the environment and drinking heavily...
Also, by hating those of us who disagree with anything they say, ever or use words of more than two syllables.
Speaking as a man who used to drive a half-ton, short-bed pickup (read that as "not huge, but not small, either") to a desk job, I'm fairly sure that's yet another rule with some exceptions. And I'm sure exceptions has at least two syllables.
Used to? So you are in recovery?
Ray, think of it as overcoming your roots. *grin* You got an earing also...-=Frank
Recovery - It's more that I preferred the idea of something zippy to drive around town than a new truck. I miss it, though. Of course, in reference to Sherbie's post, it could be just that my penis was too large to support the practice.Roots - I'm fairly sure anyone who's heard how my accent thickens when I talk to my father would tell you that my roots are nigh-impossible to "overcome." They merely get pushed under the soil and out of sight at times.
It isn't terribly heartening that this is the post that gets tons of comments. Oh well, at least you're commenting. Penis, penis, penis.
You've been checking the penises at work, have you?
Certainly not.That's an HR offense.Plus, y'know, *shudder*.(I skipped the I/T Day at the Waterpark event for the same reason. Oy.)
Think this is disheartening? Try writing a song about penises.
Monty python had no problem. :) Heh. Next, Sharron, you should start a thread about breasts.
I think it might have been small penises that did it. We'll see.
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