Okay, bear with me. I have very little time. See, I'm borrowing a computer right now and I've got about 5 mintues before I've got to go, so I won't get to tell you WHY I've got to borrow this computer except to say that every computer I own (four at last count) is a piece of ... is kaput.
I also won't get to tell you about the preliminary hearing for my attempted carjacker, his spree, or the extortive parking ticket I received while doing my civic duty.
And I won't get to tell you about the cool deal I made for a new iPod, loaded with my father's playlist while I wait for a computer to iTune up to it.
And, oh yeah, I'm waiting for a new computer. Dude, I'm getting a Dell.
Of course, I'll barely have time to tell you how sneaky Dell is. 'Cause, see, they don't tell you, when you buy their product online, that when you click "3-5 day shipping" that means it'll take 3-5 days to get to you once they feel damned good and ready to put it in a box a month later. No, they don't tell you THAT until they confirm your order.
So... bear with me. Until the UPS truck arrives at my doorstep (hopefully more reliably than San Diego's Postal Petey) sometime mid-month, posts will be few and far between.
But OH, will I have plenty to say when it gets here!
Until then... here are some subjects. Talk amongst yourselves.
A) No one should be allowed to own pets or children before they own their own home. With a big yard. Soundproofed.
B) Badly written and poorly directed shows should come with either hefty paychecks or mind-altering drugs.
C) Your parents never bought you a pony. How does that make you feel?
Note: Comments received in answer to "C" are subject to an Our Time is Up, That'll Be Ninety Dollars, Thank You fee. Plus tax, tags, and title.
4 comments:
You don't remember the pony??!!
First... YOUR parents never got YOU a pony. I said nothing about mine.
Second... So you didn't get a pony? See discussion topic "A" -- you didn't own your own home with a big, soundproofed yard when you lived with your parents, did you smart alec?
Third... our time is up. That'll be $90.
Thank you.
First: I was asking if you remembered MY pony. Apparently not.
Second: Under the conditions described, you would not exist.
Third: I don't have $90. It's Christmas. See you in small claims court.
I had a pony when I was a kid. They eat a lot, they poop a lot, and they're expensive to get fixed when they're sick...
Ask for a dog. They're cheaper...
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