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Showing posts with label classic. Show all posts

5.27.2014

Tilting at Windmills

‎... where the "windmills" in this case refers to "people who leave their dishes laying around" and "tilting" means "reminding them yet again to not do it, because this time they might actually read the sign and follow through."

A shame that the hand-written addition only made sense when the sink was full.  Thanks for admonishing in MARKER, Anonymous. 


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2.13.2013

On today's episode of "All My Snack Children"

(Or "As The Vending Machine Turns". Or "Days of our Overpriced Snack Lives")

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8.03.2012

Poetic Injustice

A rhyme scheme.  A dozen exclamation marks.  An angry, conflicted disclaimer.

All authored by a committee known as "We".



You unsanitary bitches in the Ladies Room, you're pissing off the "We"!!

1.01.2005