Deus ex Machina: A Digital Bloodletting

Foot in mouth.

Wow. I just spent lunch with some co-workers having a nice meal. To say the least, I tend to have a very…”colorful” vocabulary when I am speaking. In person, I tend to describe things in a way, that paint quite the mental image. At one point, I fancied being a comedian. If nothing, semi-pro. I found that I had the ability to make people laugh, quite young.

In the essence of time ( I’m still “working”), I will make this brief.

We were talking about Tiger Woods. We also discussed his beautiful wife. I make the comment “She is definetly NOT genetically challenged”. From that, the conversation led to this:

“For the money he makes, he would be like: Honey…come wipe my ass. NO, use the Alpaca. You better blot that shit. DON’T CHAFFE…BLOT DAMNIT…BLOT!!!”

“Bring me my slippers…NO..the one’s lined with baby panda fetus. Do you KNOW how much baby panda fetus costs??? More than your house..”

“Hey you guys hungry? Want a bald eagle omelette?”

After all this, I was informed that our company whom I had never seen, was my buddies Pastor.

Nice.

Real nice.

#footinmouth

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