professionalism #8.5
"if you could get a miniature cow, would you keep it as a pet?"
"What?"
"a miniature cow...you know like a toy poodle...what if they had a miniature cow?
"are you stoned?"
"no...i'm just sayin'..."
"where does some of the shit you think up even come from?"
"i'm serious...you don' t think that's cool? a little cow and shit."
"a small fuckin' cow...that's not bad..."
WHAT IS GOING ON OUT THERE? HELP! GET THIS THING OFFFA ME!
"calm down m'am...we have to be very careful getting this off of you."
WHO IS THAT? IS THAT YOU, JOHNNY? OH THANK GOD...HELP ME...MY ARM!
"M'am...i'm gonna need you to calm down..."
is that wayward?
"yes m'am..."
AAAAAGH! HELP! IT'S THAT MANIAC! HELP!
"johnny, help me grab that other side."
"chill out...this is your chance to make amends..."
AAAAAAAGH! HELP! HELP!
"just GRAB THE OTHER SIDE!"
we manage to right the machine with little effort outside of trying not to laugh. our boss shifts from the floor to a position on her knees, her arm still wedged precariously inside of the snack machine.
NO! AAAAAAAGH! NO!
"m'am let go of the snickers bar."
NO!
"it's over Jeanie! OVER!"
NOOOOOOO!
"now come on now...come on sweetie...come on...yeah that's it...let it go. just let it go. that's it. see...that's it...see...all better."
oh guys thanks...i think i had an episode there...i have low blood sugar, you know.
"sure you do."
oh johnny...you're so understanding...and wayward...oh wayward, i'm so sorry for everything that happened. how can i ever repay you boys and be assured you will keep your fuckin' mouths shut?
"now calm down m'am...there'll be plenty of time to discuss that...say around, i don't know - 2:30?
OH! thank you, thank you!
"that's right...now, pull your hair back...i'm gonna take a picture for the insurance company. these machines can be dangerous. no no...you look fine. ok...look straight ahead."
"What?"
"a miniature cow...you know like a toy poodle...what if they had a miniature cow?
"are you stoned?"
"no...i'm just sayin'..."
"where does some of the shit you think up even come from?"
"i'm serious...you don' t think that's cool? a little cow and shit."
"a small fuckin' cow...that's not bad..."
WHAT IS GOING ON OUT THERE? HELP! GET THIS THING OFFFA ME!
"calm down m'am...we have to be very careful getting this off of you."
WHO IS THAT? IS THAT YOU, JOHNNY? OH THANK GOD...HELP ME...MY ARM!
"M'am...i'm gonna need you to calm down..."
is that wayward?
"yes m'am..."
AAAAAGH! HELP! IT'S THAT MANIAC! HELP!
"johnny, help me grab that other side."
"chill out...this is your chance to make amends..."
AAAAAAAGH! HELP! HELP!
"just GRAB THE OTHER SIDE!"
we manage to right the machine with little effort outside of trying not to laugh. our boss shifts from the floor to a position on her knees, her arm still wedged precariously inside of the snack machine.
NO! AAAAAAAGH! NO!
"m'am let go of the snickers bar."
NO!
"it's over Jeanie! OVER!"
NOOOOOOO!
"now come on now...come on sweetie...come on...yeah that's it...let it go. just let it go. that's it. see...that's it...see...all better."
oh guys thanks...i think i had an episode there...i have low blood sugar, you know.
"sure you do."
oh johnny...you're so understanding...and wayward...oh wayward, i'm so sorry for everything that happened. how can i ever repay you boys and be assured you will keep your fuckin' mouths shut?
"now calm down m'am...there'll be plenty of time to discuss that...say around, i don't know - 2:30?
OH! thank you, thank you!
"that's right...now, pull your hair back...i'm gonna take a picture for the insurance company. these machines can be dangerous. no no...you look fine. ok...look straight ahead."
SNAP!
Johnny St. Clair wuz here at 11:58 PM
2 Comments:
Holy Creepin Mallethead!
She's as beautiful as I've ever seen her.
Damn shame you can't get Malicious Budda up there. But just as good, or close.
J
the angry buddha
her head small like beetlejuice
crazy as bat shit
[GONG]
~ crouching dog
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