Take stuff from work. It's the best way to feel better about your job. Never buy pens or pencils or paper. Take 'em from work. Rubber bands, paper clips, memo pads, folders-take 'em from work. It's the best way to feel better about your low pay and appalling working conditions. Take an ashtray-they got plenty. Take coat hangers. Take a, take a trash can. Why buy a file cabinet? Why buy a phone? Why buy a personal computer or word processor? Take 'em from work. I took a whole desk from the last place I worked. They never noticed and it looks great in my apartment. Take an electric pencil sharpener. Take a case of white-out; you might need it one day. Take some from work It's your duty as an oppressed worker to steal from your exploiters. It's gonna be an outstanding day. Take stuff from work. And goof off on the company time. I wrote this at work. They're paying me to write about stuff I steal from them. Life is good.
Next time you're outlining one of your incredibly insightful little write-ups, when you get to the part that involves connecting the whole thing to "post-9/11 America", just leave it out.
Jesus was way cool. Everybody liked Jesus. Everybody wanted to hang out with him. Anything he wanted to do, he did. He turned water into wine, And if he had wanted to, He could have turned wheat into marijuana, Sugar into cocaine, Or vitamin pills into amphetamines. He walked on the water and swam on the land. He would tell these stories and people would listen. He was really cool. If you were blind, or lame, You just went up to Jesus And he would put his hands on you and you would be healed. That's so cool.
He could have played guitar better than Hendrix. He could have told the future. He could have baked the most delicious cake in the world. He could have scored more goals than Wayne Gretsky. He could have danced better than Barishnikov. Jesus could have been funnier than any comedian you can think of.
Jesus told people to eat his body and drink his blood. That's so cool. Jesus was so cool. But then some people got jealous of how cool he was, So they killed him. But then he rose from the dead! He rose from the dead, Danced around and went up to Heaven. I mean, that's so cool. Jesus was so cool. No wonder there are so many Christians.
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Take stuff from work.
It's the best way to feel better about your job.
Never buy pens or pencils or paper.
Take 'em from work.
Rubber bands, paper clips, memo pads, folders-take 'em from work.
It's the best way to feel better about your low pay and appalling working conditions.
Take an ashtray-they got plenty.
Take coat hangers.
Take a, take a trash can.
Why buy a file cabinet?
Why buy a phone?
Why buy a personal computer or word processor?
Take 'em from work.
I took a whole desk from the last place I worked.
They never noticed and it looks great in my apartment.
Take an electric pencil sharpener.
Take a case of white-out; you might need it one day.
Take some from work
It's your duty as an oppressed worker to steal from your exploiters.
It's gonna be an outstanding day.
Take stuff from work.
And goof off on the company time.
I wrote this at work.
They're paying me to write about stuff I steal from them.
Life is good.
A big, plastic cock. Maybe with googley eyes on it.
I've got the recipe for a hot beef injection. Want it?
National Hot Dog and Sausage Council
seriously.
suck it, trebek!
Clearly, this is a mind to be reckoned with.
is for those little cheese and cracker sandwich things.
man those are good
The LGPL is for ladies, the GPL is for men.
Like the golf thing.
So you can only license it under both if you're a transvestite.
You're no fun.
You're the fucker at parties always spoiling everyone else's fun with idiotic rebuttals that nobody really wants to hear.
In short: fuck off.
can ya believe it?
Whose house?
Cowrad's house.
I said whose house?
Cowrad's house!
This is my 403rd post.
On my way to a happy happy 500.
Smooches.
Not totally. He sort of nibbles at them.
Aren't these source forge "star wars" ads violating some sort of copyright law?
Even if they aren't, they're still lame.
cause you're a weenie
Next time you're outlining one of your incredibly insightful little write-ups, when you get to the part that involves connecting the whole thing to "post-9/11 America", just leave it out.
Seriously. It makes you sound like a hack.
How come you can't write anything without the phrase "post-9/11" in it?
Inquiring trolls want to know.
Or a decent hosts file. ZoneAlarm suxors ass.
I hate you all on tuesday.
buy my cereal!
Jesus was way cool.
Everybody liked Jesus.
Everybody wanted to hang out with him.
Anything he wanted to do, he did.
He turned water into wine,
And if he had wanted to,
He could have turned wheat into marijuana,
Sugar into cocaine,
Or vitamin pills into amphetamines.
He walked on the water and swam on the land.
He would tell these stories and people would listen.
He was really cool.
If you were blind, or lame,
You just went up to Jesus
And he would put his hands on you and you would be healed.
That's so cool.
He could have played guitar better than Hendrix.
He could have told the future.
He could have baked the most delicious cake in the world.
He could have scored more goals than Wayne Gretsky.
He could have danced better than Barishnikov.
Jesus could have been funnier than any comedian you can think of.
Jesus told people to eat his body and drink his blood.
That's so cool. Jesus was so cool.
But then some people got jealous of how cool he was,
So they killed him.
But then he rose from the dead!
He rose from the dead,
Danced around and went up to Heaven.
I mean, that's so cool.
Jesus was so cool.
No wonder there are so many Christians.
this one is for my main man Jesus.
he was the coolest.
i slept until 1
now i'm not doing anything
I'm not doing anything.
meh.
PST