Friday, August 28, 2009

It's All Yours

It's been a decent week. I got nothing. The floor is yours.

Have a great weekend.

12 comments:

Cullen said...

Prolonged separations from family can fuck off.

Ted Kennedy apologists can fuck off.

ricki said...

I'm just to relieved that I made it to Friday to have one.

This week was like being nibbled to death by ducks.

ricki said...

Actually, no, I got one:

someone who would kidnap an 11 year old girl and then apparently use her as a sex slave for nearly 20 years, to the point where she had kids by him, can FTFO with flaming asteroids and all manner of bad things.

JeffS said...

Yes, I know it's in bad taste to speak ill of the dead, but because of this, Ted Kennedy can fuck off with a wrecked car in the lowest, hottest, most painful levels of Hell, while Mary Jo watches his torment in air conditioned comfort, sipping cool drinks, and laughing her ass off.

(Pity that I can't say "fuck off and die", but Ted's dead.)

The Congressional Dhimmicratic leadership can take a flying leap at a rolling cheese grater dipped in nitric acid for taking on those Democrats who are voicing (some) opposition to ObamaCare. So much of bipartisanship. Fucktards! If you want a Third World shithole of a country, move to Zimbabwe. Or North Korea.

Territorial bureaucrats......Lord, don't let me rant too long. I just caught wind of yet another "initiative" whereby some asshat blows smoke up the collective ass of our organization while providing abso-fucking-lutely NOTHING in return to the people and field offices. All because they don't want another office, which is just doing their job, to enter their turf.

For which, said asshat can fuck off and die with gusto, topped off with whipped cream, cherries, and chocolate sprinkles.

The Fifth String said...

Me too, I got nuthin'. Way too stoked right now to have any complaints.

But don't let me parade on your rain.

WV: dataslam - story of my working life

Maggie May said...

The bank that is selling my son's soon-to-be-fisrt-house can fuck off with onions and relish on a moldy sesame seed bun.

This house was uspposed to close August 20th, and they are now asking for their third extension of time to the END OF SEPTEMBER. My parents (who are moving in with my son) are due to arrive with all of their things mid-next week, and now no place for those things to go. Son has been all packed for over a week. Try explaining to a 3 year old why she can't have her toys for another MONTH!

Red tape! Ugh!

WV: Untedi...uhm, the state of the world now that Kennedy has passed?

Laura(southernxyl) said...

Ricki, and how about said "man" saying that we will all be heartwarmed when the whole story comes out. Heartwormed, maybe. Heartburned.

My shoutout goes to people who get the warm fuzzies when other people are maximally inconvenienced. So the plant has to be started up on Friday afternoon. That happened last week and possibly will happen today. Yes, it's 5:50 PM here and I'm still not sure what kind of weekend I'm facing. It goes without saying, doesn't it, that nothing much happened during the actual week last week, and nothing much will happen next week from Monday on. But at least it looks like we all CARE and are WORKING VERY HARD and not trying to have lives of our own or frivolous things like that, and that's the important thing, right?

Julie said...

The repairmen who "fixed" the office air conditioning unit by making it 61 degrees inside, well they can Fuck Off with Icicles!
Yeah, they "fixed" it alright, and then LEFT for the day. They won't be back til Monday.
I had to go to Walgreens at lunch and buy socks and a sweatshirt.

Oh yeah, strokes and kidney failure can Fuck Off. Why pick on 90-year-old men? Go pick on Manson's kidneys, and leave my Dad alone! :(

Tommy said...

Milton Bradley, the baseball player. My disdain for you has nothing to do with your race, and much to do with your propensity to make bad decisions, not limited to the inexplicable decision you made to bunt in the first inning in yesterday's game....

Yep. Milton Bradley, the baseball player, can fuck off.

Hell, you know, Milton Bradley, the toy/game company, can fuck off too. Motherfuck that Operation game. That Writer's Cramp is the absolute bane of my existence.

Laura(southernxyl) said...

Julie, sorry about your dad.

Julie said...

Thanks, Laura. :)

Kate P said...

Aw, sorry, Cullen & Julie. Hang in there.

The teacher in one of the next counties over from me, who recently was charged with (allegedly) having an inappropriate relationship with a student (he's her teacher! he's 43! she's 17!) can fuck off until the cows come home--but you know what's even more horrifying? Three other teachers knew about it and didn't report it to a single administrator or authority! I'm totally disgusted. I hope those enablers never work near students again. How could they? How could they sit on that information?