I'd really love to (unpleasant task here) but I can't because I have to ... floss my dead mailman (eww) pierce my burnt liver (ouch) eat my scary gumbo (yummy) skip my grumpy monkey (or Skip is my grumpy monkey? Maybe he's grumpy 'cause he needs to go for a walk or something ...)
a fun time-waster. Posts: 2034 | Registered: Apr 2004
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At work (newspaper), we had a non-story. Big rumors about the "preppies" vs. the "goths" in big fights last weekend. Rumors were flying about some kid badly injured in a fight and life-flighted from Fort Dodge to Des Moines (Iowa). Other rumors about some kid being killed. The barest truth (fights over the weekend) were blown way out of proportion. People were calling the newspaper all day yesterday about it. The headline of the article is Nothing happened.
So, tomorrow night there's an informational meeting at the high school and the two reporters that co-wrote that article were "discussing" which would be lucky enough to attend that meeting and Jesse "won." Our news editor was telling Jesse that he is supposed to have excuses ready, but he wasn't prepared. So I introduced Jesse to the Random Excuse Generator. Posts: 2034 | Registered: Apr 2004
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