Gawd - I'm so bored!

“tick. tock. it's so quiet here....so bored.....going to get a nose bleed I'm so bored....”

“Why not head to the can with your hairbrush?”

“Here to twinkle. I think I will go to lunch.”

“Sure and while I'm at it I will file my nails while blowing pink bubbles.”

“LOL!



















Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock”

“Who is Pink Bubbles???”

“At least the chocolates are good.

Guess I could go organize the supply closet.”

“Limpster - you crack me up...

(a girl never tells..)”

“I know! He's the chocolate guy. (We all know what "organizing the supply closet" means. You dirty tart.)”

“Wink, wink. Say no more. Say no more.”

“oooooo - and you're so smart too!

Yes, me and my "precious" will go into the supply closet...mmmmmmm....just me and my "precious"”

“INNUENDO!!”

“make sure the closet is now reserved first, lol. There could be the companies dark secrets residing in there. When im at work and Im bored I just draw cheesy pictures of godzilla to hang on my desk somy co-workers think im crazy and leave me alone. Works well with custmers too”

“Man, working on Friday in the summer time does suck. There are only like 10 people in the office today, and unfortunately I am one of them. Maybe I will sneak out of here at lunch and not come back!
At least there is TT to keep me occupied, instead of doing the work that I really don't want to do.”

“Man: Is, your uh, is your wife a sport, ay?

Squire: Um, she likes sport, yes!

Man: I bet she does, I bet she does!

Squire: As a matter of fact she's very fond of cricket.

Man: 'Oo isn't? Likes games, eh? Knew she would. Likes games, eh? She's been around a bit, been around?

Squire: She has traveled, yes. She's from Scarsdale. (pause)

Man: SAY NO MORE!!

Man: Scarsdale, saynomore, saynomore, saynomore, squire!

Squire: I wasn't going to!

Man: Oh! Well, never mind. Dib dib? Is your uh, is your wife interested
in....photography, ay? "Photographs, ay", he asked him knowlingly?

Squire: Photography?

Man: Snap snap, grin grin, wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more?

Squire: Holiday snaps, eh?

Man: They could be, they could be taken on holiday. Candid, you know, CANDID photography?

Squire: No, no I'm afraid we don't have a camera.

Man: Oh. (leeringly) Still, mooooooh, ay? Mwoohohohohoo, ay? Hohohohohoho, ay?

Squire: Look... are you insinuating something?

Man: Oh, no, no, no...yes.

Squire: Well?

Man: Well, you're a man of the world, squire.

Squire: Yes...

Man: I mean, you've been around a bit, you know, like, you've, uh.... You've "done it"....

Squire: What do you mean?

Man: Well, I mean like,....you've SLEPT, with a lady....

Squire: Yes....

Man: What's it like?”

“Hey, how about a slide show? Nothing like a slide show to wake you up! Lights please....

Last Summer's Montanapalooza!

More 'palooza

even more...”

“Aero, aren't you supposed to crank up Conky and give us the word of the day first???”

“aero that dog looks like "get the fu*kin papparrazzi outta here now!"”

“:(

I want to go to Montana - it's so beautiful out there :(”

“I still haven't moved him off the porch!

Gizmo is nothing if not loyal, but he's a lousy driver!”

“LOL LOL LOL! damn, Limpy - you crack me up!”

“Montana Lyrics
Frank Zappa

I might be movin' to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of Dental Floss Raisin' it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
I can sell uptown
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
Well I just might grow me some bees
But I'd leave the sweet stuff
For somebody else...
but then, on the other hand
I'd Keep the wax N' melt it down
Pluck some Floss N' swish it aroun'
I'd have me a crop
An' it'd be on top

(that's why I'M movin' to Montana)

Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon
(yes I am)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune
I'm pluckin' the ol' Dennil Floss
That's growin' on the prairie
Pluckin' the floss!
I plucked all day an' all nite an' all Afternoon...
I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
He's a good hoss
Even though He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Any way I'm pluckin' the ol' Dennil Floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I'm gonna find me a horse
Just about this big
An' ride him all along the border line
With a Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss
But I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss
Well I might Ride along the border
With my tweezers gleamin'
In the moon-lighty night
And then I'd Get a cuppa cawfee
N' give my foot a push...
Just me 'n the pymgy pony
Over the Dennil Floss Bush
N' then I might just Jumb back on
An' ride Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana
Movin' to Montana soon

(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)

Movin' to Montana soon”

“Let'r buck, treebeard!”

“Sweet photos!”

“Are you at work? Geez, do something and quit whining about stupid stuff, Twinks! Put all that effort of dumb threads into something creative... I mean, if you're not at work. If at work, help somebody else. Your job is what you make.

GEEEZ! I sound like bacpac!! eeeek”

“I was wondering how long that restraint was gonna last, lizs... =)”

“Jobless Liz?”

“The corn makes her claustrophobic this time of year!”

“I see my form of creativity is once again seriously under appreciated.”

“OK, Lizs and Twinkle Toes- rubber bands at 20 paces!”

“No dueling. Mr. Stirring things up...”

“I just got done with a 17 hour shift. I've got wet bread for brains and am too tired to be bored. When I get like this I just like to sit there and stare into space like David Putty from Seinfeld.”

“17 hour shift? What kind of work do you do?”

“Why don't you go pinch off a Dub?”

“Hey, I was just trying to think of things to pass the time around the office. How about making paper clip chains?”

“"17 hour shift? What kind of work do you do?"

I'm a caregiver for the disabled. The guy I take care of had to be happy to see me walking out the door too. I've been told working with me is a bit like working with Jim Carry. I don't know where they get that idea except for I do on occation bend over and talk with my butt..."Excuse me, I'd like to a$$ you a question.".

I'm off to bed. See ya gang.”

“I'm still bored.”

“didlle yourself.”

“get plans (sewing) for a poncho, score some tyvek and make yourself something useful.”

“OK, time for more whining. i've been sewing all day and i'm sick of it and the baby needs to take a nap but won't and i don't want to cook dinner because it's too hot and i have to pack the car tonight for our little camping trip and i don't even have the food picked out and i'm TIRED. phew! i only wish i could be bored. now my little demon has pulled a box of stale cheese-its from the trash and scattered them all over the floor. oh, domestic joy.”

“LOL! Twiggie, you and I and Omahiker must someday get together!!! LOL!

Actually, Twinks was not my target of restraint. But now that you mention it, GEEEEEEEZ, she has been on a roll! I mean, everyone posts whiney threads every now and then, but starting three or four a day gets old.

So you are jobless, Twinks? I recall you asking about possibilities of volunteering. What happened with that?”