I was sitting at work the other morning which is actually more than I USUALLY do because sitting requires focus to maintain balance (which is why I eat a hearty breakfast!) and pretty much the only thing I'm focused on at work is covering my tracks to make sure my Internet browsing doesn't cause my dismissal.
*wipes sweat from brow
So I'm sitting there and all of a sudden my Yahoo Messenger window pops up.
That's what she said.
I have no idea who this woman is that's IM'ing me.
Apparently this feeling is mutual.
And this, people, is why you should add me to your Yahoo Messenger list...
...and then years later forget who the Hell I am.
(click image to enlarge)
Well..I don't know who this chick is but apparently she doesn't like Everest-climbing pimp midgets.
Racist.
I'm going to call her out during Zumba class.
Moog out.
Friday, July 23, 2010
If You Don't Know Me by Now.....
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HAHAHAHAAA!!!!! That was a short conversation. ;)
OR you could call her out at your next NAMBLA meeting. Not that her being female would make her stand out anyways.
Zumba classes are a requirement to become a sherpa.
AIA?
problems. Serious problems.
also - feel free to delete me from any chat list I'm on. There are certain things that do not need to be screen capped. Thank You.
People still use Yahoo Messenger? I had no idea. Maybe it's just the Zumba, AIA, NAMBLA crowd. I need to broaden my horizons apparently.
That's great. Sherpas can definitely be overly sensitive, probably should have eased into the prostitution a little slower.
What's AIA? Sadly I kept up on the other references. Thanks for making me feel fit and dirty.
You know, when I first started reading your blog, I THOUGHT you looked familiar. We totally belong to the same organizations. (And you really rock the spandex in Zumba!)
I'm also a life member of NRA and a member of PETA (this part is true) -- which reminds me that I'm none too happy about you and that hamster.
I guess I'd be happier if you just wanted to shoot it?
This is why I don't get politics.
sherpa have such bad memories.
how odd...
Zumba?
Come on now. You expect anybody believe that?
Zumba. Yeah right.
It may have been a mistake to mention the male prostitution thing. that can be a turn off for some ladies.
She stayed a lot longer than I thought she would. This is classic!
Nina: Kinda can't blame her, really.
Mike: Good point.
I mean, um...I don't know what you're talking about.
William: No. You're thinking Pilates.
Momma: TOO LATE. You're next Friday's post.
Christina: Just when I think I can't possibly feel any older...
Dorn: AIA = Anal Intruders Anonymous.
Nice way to play coy.
Brutalism: PETA? Really? I mean, I'm all for the ethical treatment of animals but sometimes they just piss you off, you know?
Maybe not.
Cleveland: You tibet your life they do.
Thank you. I'm here all week.
Funnyrunner: wait..which part?
Quirky: HAHAHAHA. Sad that that's the organization you find unbelievable.
So. Sad.
Eva: I was hedging my bets there.
At some point it has to pay off, right?
RIGHT?!
Jen: I can say that about most women.
Sadly.
i met my husband through a messenger conversation like this one only less mt. everesty and more sock-puppet porny.
i'm not kidding. we're married now. it's awkward.
You had a lot of Sherpa’s because they were carrying you up the mountain. At least that's the way I would do it.
She clearly has no sense of adventure.
Also? Next time could you put that "click image to enlarge" message ABOVE the photo? (I'm not that smart.)
JAJAJAJAJAJAJA good way to start my friday, thanks for the laugh midget pimp! JAJAJAJAJAJAJA
ya know i was just saying "i love when my yahoo messenger pops up."
I wish I had met my husband thru internet sock puppet porn! That would have been awesome!
You went too far with Zumba. That's just too hard to believe...
You are certain to get a bj from that girl. I mean with your superb "come on" and all. Sexy stud you!
Stephanie: Are you sure it's not me?
Sounds like a familiar story.
Coffey: Yes..in their backpacks.
Stefanie: 'click image' has now been moved.
Picky. Jesus.
Deray: FYI, you misspelled 'hahahaha'
You're welcome.
Ed: It's like we're brethren.
Patty: Me too. Except it wasn't about messenger.
Heather: I know..I should have backed off on the Zumba. Maybe yoga? No idea.
Don: Dad?
Damn, I thought it might have been ME up until the Zumba class thing (I do my Zumba at home...)
You do, of course, realize that The Everest-Climbing Pimp Midgets must be booked for the next Mental Poo-looza, right?
And you need to get a T-shirt that reads "Click to Enlarge". How funny would THAT be?
Ha ha ha, f*ck you're funny. I'll have to try that for all my facebook friend requests. Freaks are coming out of everywhere.
geez I hate when I have to start over... I think the first time I tried to comment I said that I'm totally going to add you as a friend on messenger cuz I only have one friend on there and he's stupid.
Exactly how do you cover your tracks at work because I could SO be fired? But it should practically be required for me to waste my time surfing blogs with excessive cursing, reading vibrator reviews and updating my blog, facebook and my bank accounts. I'm in an office by myself for fucks sake!
how much do you charge?
Funny, because this morning got a Yahoo invite from someone I don't know. I just ignored it.
Veggie: You sure it wasn't?
I mean..you SURE you're SURE?
Steff: Um...
Thanks?
Chris: HA.
DONE:
http://www.cafepress.com/MentalPoo.390782733
Alex: Awww. thank you.
*blushes, curtsies, then runs away
Sunny: Two words:
Private. Browsing.
(Tool menu on your browser...GO...GO QUICKLY)
Maxie: For you or for the general public?
*prices vary
Sweetest: ..and now you know better.
You're welcome.
You'd think she'd show a little more respect to the president of the United States. WHO, it turns out, is into zumba.
Brilliant.
Thanks for that. I needed it today.
HAAAAAAAA!!!!!
Betcha she writes you again.
You have a way.
I had to stop using my messenger under absentmindedhousewife.
People were IMing me, knowing where I live, and asking if we could get together for drinks...and maybe they could pay me for sex.
It was happening on Myspace too.
Do I write like a prostitute?
Don't answer that.
Wow!
What a coincidence!
My husband is a member of NAMBLA too.
wow thats amazing. i love messing with solicitors when they call the house line. i mean its the least i can do. its gotta get boring after about the, oh i dont know, 3rd outgoing call!
so basically im doing them a favor...you're welcome
Wow, that's how I talk to telemarketers
Totally the first time I've commented on your blog. But I thought you should know that I may be slightly drunk and the first thing I typed into the address bar was midgetmanofstill.com.
I think this is the universe telling you that you need to start making bathtub moonshine.
Didactic: No one else does..why start now?
Laurie: You're welcome. I thought of you the entire time I wrote it.
no idea.
Mrsblogalot: I DO have a way. I'm just not sure with what.
Becky:
*whistles
Amanda: Um.
K.
Sammy: I make up a language when they call.
Malach: See 'sammy' comment
Jori: I live in an apartment now. I have no idea what was in that bathtub before I got here.
I think I'll pass.
I'll bet the ladies in your Zumba class loooove you!
When I read that I thought it was a guy. Ha, ha. Don't bend over climbing Mt Everest!
Okay, now THAT was absolutely hilarious!
Pretty sure she was a Grand Wizard or something which is why she signed out when you revealed that you are Barack Obama.
I would like to exchange links with your site www.blogger.com
Is this possible?
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