Yikes!
Ok, there are a lot of those expressed here. For instance I've begun to consider this hotel room's motto "what the hell is that?" since I've asked it so many times.
Like this morning I go to turn on the shower and there is some spot on the shower head that I've hitherto not noticed. And I've been on the lookout, let me tell you.
I figure it's probably just a new strain of mildew and that since I already have it infesting my lungs I will appear friendly, so I am unafraid.
Until I reach in to turn the shower on and before I can the spot flies off toward me.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT??!?!?" I calmly ask myself as I panic and begin my kung fu and evasive maneuvers.
Thanks to my ferret-like reflexes I manage to strike it away with one of my karate chops.
Now the question becomes... "WHERE the hell is that?"
A mystery as yet unsolved.
Oh, but that's not why I write "yikes" to you today.
I just was told that the average office temperature is a balmy 25-28 degrees C. Do that math, or google it like I did, and that's 82.4 F. I am told that folks often wear shorts.
Well, SO WILL I. I'm gonna be sweating like a scared pig in a non-Islamic slaughterhouse!
Al Gore was right. We’re all gonna die.
P.S. I named the spot… Spot.
Ok, there are a lot of those expressed here. For instance I've begun to consider this hotel room's motto "what the hell is that?" since I've asked it so many times.
Like this morning I go to turn on the shower and there is some spot on the shower head that I've hitherto not noticed. And I've been on the lookout, let me tell you.
I figure it's probably just a new strain of mildew and that since I already have it infesting my lungs I will appear friendly, so I am unafraid.
Until I reach in to turn the shower on and before I can the spot flies off toward me.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT??!?!?" I calmly ask myself as I panic and begin my kung fu and evasive maneuvers.
Thanks to my ferret-like reflexes I manage to strike it away with one of my karate chops.
Now the question becomes... "WHERE the hell is that?"
A mystery as yet unsolved.
Oh, but that's not why I write "yikes" to you today.
I just was told that the average office temperature is a balmy 25-28 degrees C. Do that math, or google it like I did, and that's 82.4 F. I am told that folks often wear shorts.
Well, SO WILL I. I'm gonna be sweating like a scared pig in a non-Islamic slaughterhouse!
Al Gore was right. We’re all gonna die.
P.S. I named the spot… Spot.
This from the man who named his cat, Cat.
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