Last night, at the company holiday dinner, I was talking with an ex girlfriends brother. It was not an ex of any recent period, but years ago (I've had many failed relationships between her and now. I have impressive relationship imploding skills). He works with the company, but we rarely get a chance to catch up. In talking with him I asked about his sister, and come to find out she's focused on marathon running, and quite good. She's spent the last couple years running mornings, evenings, and meticulously monitoring her food intake. She is constantly toning, and her marathon time has improved drastically. She's been cited in magazine articles and her progress is followed by numerous runners.
Then, he asked what I've been up too.
"Well," I responded, "I thought of a rape joke this morning, and this afternoon I hammered out the details on a sketch that involves me dressing as a woman."
Impressive resume.
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6 comments:
Listen cousin, it isn't important what these yentas are doing after you, the only important thing is that you got to bang them before. No marathon time will will ever take that away from you.
Cousin, I never banged her. So, what say you now?
I only want to post a comment because the word for word verification is...commi.
is that wrong?
I am only posting because my word verification is scentann. Is that weird. Is it weird that I now want to smell a woman named ann to get her scent?
Of course, who do you want to be trapped in an elevator with?
"What was that? You had plain non-fat yogurt with granola for breakfast.....?"
[sound of shotgun in the distance]
Whoa. Let's not turn this onto her.
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