At home though, you might hear banana about 20 times from the kids, before they get to orange. And Chris still only gets it about half the time. Sometimes, he'll say banana repeatedly, and then say, "Grape!" and expect you to laugh (and we do, because he's so cute).
Anya ,'Get It Done'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I originally heard it as "interrupting cow," but this is still one of my favorite knock knock jokes ever.
It's one of my favorites, too. I get a little stuck on it. You can't really tell it online, which is sad.
Knock knock
Who's there?
Pedant Cow
Pedant Cow who?
It's supposed to be "Interrupting Cow"
(sorry)
eta: I am evil. EVIL, I tells ya'.
It's one of my favorites, too. I get a little stuck on it. You can't really tell it online, which is sad.
I was sitting here trying to figure out how you planned on telling that one online.
Knock knock
Who's there?
Pedant Cow
Pedant Cow who?
It's supposed to be "Interrupting Cow"
Snerk. It's the Buffista knock knock joke.
I went up against an envelope opening machine Friday morning. Fifteen minute contest to see which could open the most pieces of mail.
It won, but then I didn't push myself until my heart burst, so...
Final tally:
Me: 315-330, depending on recount
Machine: 375
Daniel Jensen was a mail slicin' Man, Lord Lord...
Job update.
I just finished my 6th week into the "6-8 week" temp job.
The supervisor comes up to me Friday afternoon. "We've got a project coming up, training starts Tuesday, and we go live on Monday the 21st. It's for two months. Would you be interested in working 10:30am-7pm?"
I grin. "Sure!"
And? Starting with the new project, I'm getting a raise of 50 cents/hour.
Good news, Daniel. Glad to hear it.
Daniel, that's wonderful news!
Good morfternoon, what's up?
Or the variation I learned in middle school, and yes, even for the computer/math/science magnet program, my friends and I were considered geeks:
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Interrupting Communist cow!
Interrupting Communist Cow---
MAOOOO!
Today is the Big Packing Day at the Casa del Jess. There are BOXES EVERYWHERE. The apartment is so full of boxes that I can't even tell how it's going. I mean, we've got a LOT of stuff that's packed, but we've also got so much that's not. I've crumpled so much newspaper that my hands look like I work in a coal mine.