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>that the intentional removing by humans of the habitat of a species, so quickly that the species fails within a century*, is evolution<
We're animals...but for some strange reason call ourselves human
Right after high school, I once went for a job interview for a job behind the counter at a gas station. At one point they asked me "So could you see yourself doing this as a career?" Ehhh, not really...
Many years ago, on a warm summer's night
after a day of beach parties, BBQs and beer
I was taking a safe route home on my
and came to the stop sign at the top of the
hill just one block from my house.
It was 2am. There was a police car sitting
at the corner and I was somewhat conflicted
between rolling through the stop sign or the
risk of rolling backwards and falling over if
I came to a full legal stop.
Option 2 happened before I could really resolve
the issue and as I lay there in the ditch with
my on top of me I felt a flashlight shine
on my face and the cop was asking:
`Have you been drinking tonight sir..`
Yesh Ossifer. 'twass almosht all water.
I have thought of two more
Mum, can you ask the man with the guns if we can our ball back?
(the children has for years apparently mis-interupreted a cctv sign for a gun)
Would you just look after this F1 car while I go for a slash and a fag?
Unfortunately it was on display and there were no keys involved
Ah but Z that would be a different world…they do know I’m an accountant. The conversation goes…would you like me to do your accounts/be treasurer etc?
well we know you’ve got a lot on with having a young child to nurture….and it must be so awful for you having to be separated from him all day whilst your at work, you must miss him so much…would you like to bake a cake so we can raise money to pay a nice man to do the accounts for us?
The other question I get asked is ‘what do you do with your son when you are at work?’ To which I answer…. 'chain him to the radiator and hope the dogs don’t steal his food'. Rather than the more truthful and saner ‘his dad looks after him’. Interestingly the looks of surprise are nearly as great with the second answer as the first…but I feel I’m moving into the territory of favourite rants.
Do you think I could kick that light off the ceiling ?
( I said no - so he did) Wonder where he is now ?
Anhaga, were you asked about the pig's blood at work? If so, what on earth do you do for a living?
"what on earth do you do for a living?"
That's hard to answer. For a number of years now I've lived in a happy grey area somewhere between "gainful employment" and "mucking about with friends".
Haha, fair enough!
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