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Irish I were Wirey

Wirey

Fartist
See Wirey. Wirey is at a company function. Wirey is only here for the beer. Drink, Wirey, drink! Wirey is trying Shock Top. Mmmmm, Wirey likes Shock Top. Especially when it's free.

See Sharon. Sharon is a corporate big wig. Sharon is also a lush. Drink, Sharon, drink! Sharon is making money for Wirey by increasing the value of his Seagram’s stock. Sharon is supposed to give a speech to the team. Speechify, Sharon, speechify! Sharon is supposed to motivate us. Sharon is supposed to explain the future of the project. Uh-oh! Sharon fall down, go boom! Sleep, Sharon, sleep!

See Wirey. Wirey has just been told he has to address 250 coworkers with no prepared notes about a slide show he’s never seen before. Panic, Wirey, panic! See the coworkers. They are all here for the beer, too. They don’t care about the slide show. In fact, they are looking mad about it.

See the slide show. Graphs and charts and progress curves, oh my! See Wirey explain. Explain, Wirey, explain! Thirty horrifying minutes later, the show is over. More beer for Wirey!

See Lindsay. Lindsay is an electrical engineering student. Wirey worked with Lindsay for four days before he was sure she was a girl. Lindsay went to the bathroom and tipped her hand. Lindsay looks like a cross between Burt Reynolds and Oprah. Lindsay likes Wirey. Wirey teaches her lots. Wirey is funny. Wirey is 25 years older than her.

See Lindsay drink. Drink, Lindsay, drink! See Lindsay pick up the microphone Wirey used for his presentation. See Lindsay turn it back on. No, Lindsay, no! See Lindsay make a drunken proclamation of undying love for Wirey. Gasp, coworkers, gasp! See Wirey remove microphone from Lindsay’s hands. Look out Wirey! See Lindsay try to kiss Wirey. Duck, Wirey, duck!

See Steve. Steve is very drunk. Steve was drunk when he showed up. See Steve at the buffet. See lamb stew. See boiled cabbage and beef. See chunky potatoes. See Steve vomit. Puke, Steve, puke! Steve apparently ate forty pounds of tomato skins. See buffet close.

See Wirey. Wirey owns a watch. It’s 8:00! Time to go home for sleep. Sleep, Wirey, sleep! See Mr. telephone. Ring ring! See Wirey answer telephone at 1:25 AM. It’s Michael! Slur, Michael, slur! Michael is in jail. Michael tried to pick a fight with a cop. Michael called Wirey. Dumb, Michael, dumb!

See Wirey hang up. See Wirey sleep. Sleep, Wirey, sleep. Ah, morning! See Wirey attend work. Where is Lindsay? Where is Steve? Where is Michael? There is Sharon! Tylenol, Sharon, Tylenol!


Happy St Paddy’s Day!
 

Wu Wei

ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
Well..... that just reinforced my belief that I should never go to company parties...... and I don't.....

antisocial wu wei...antisocial... happy antisocialist I :)
 

Revoltingest

Pragmatic Libertarian
Premium Member
See Wirey. Wirey is at a company function. Wirey is only here for the beer. Drink, Wirey, drink! Wirey is trying Shock Top. Mmmmm, Wirey likes Shock Top. Especially when it's free.

See Sharon. Sharon is a corporate big wig. Sharon is also a lush. Drink, Sharon, drink! Sharon is making money for Wirey by increasing the value of his Seagram’s stock. Sharon is supposed to give a speech to the team. Speechify, Sharon, speechify! Sharon is supposed to motivate us. Sharon is supposed to explain the future of the project. Uh-oh! Sharon fall down, go boom! Sleep, Sharon, sleep!

See Wirey. Wirey has just been told he has to address 250 coworkers with no prepared notes about a slide show he’s never seen before. Panic, Wirey, panic! See the coworkers. They are all here for the beer, too. They don’t care about the slide show. In fact, they are looking mad about it.

See the slide show. Graphs and charts and progress curves, oh my! See Wirey explain. Explain, Wirey, explain! Thirty horrifying minutes later, the show is over. More beer for Wirey!

See Lindsay. Lindsay is an electrical engineering student. Wirey worked with Lindsay for four days before he was sure she was a girl. Lindsay went to the bathroom and tipped her hand. Lindsay looks like a cross between Burt Reynolds and Oprah. Lindsay likes Wirey. Wirey teaches her lots. Wirey is funny. Wirey is 25 years older than her.

See Lindsay drink. Drink, Lindsay, drink! See Lindsay pick up the microphone Wirey used for his presentation. See Lindsay turn it back on. No, Lindsay, no! See Lindsay make a drunken proclamation of undying love for Wirey. Gasp, coworkers, gasp! See Wirey remove microphone from Lindsay’s hands. Look out Wirey! See Lindsay try to kiss Wirey. Duck, Wirey, duck!

See Steve. Steve is very drunk. Steve was drunk when he showed up. See Steve at the buffet. See lamb stew. See boiled cabbage and beef. See chunky potatoes. See Steve vomit. Puke, Steve, puke! Steve apparently ate forty pounds of tomato skins. See buffet close.

See Wirey. Wirey owns a watch. It’s 8:00! Time to go home for sleep. Sleep, Wirey, sleep! See Mr. telephone. Ring ring! See Wirey answer telephone at 1:25 AM. It’s Michael! Slur, Michael, slur! Michael is in jail. Michael tried to pick a fight with a cop. Michael called Wirey. Dumb, Michael, dumb!

See Wirey hang up. See Wirey sleep. Sleep, Wirey, sleep. Ah, morning! See Wirey attend work. Where is Lindsay? Where is Steve? Where is Michael? There is Sharon! Tylenol, Sharon, Tylenol!


Happy St Paddy’s Day!
Greatest post of the decade.

Now for something unrelated.
I had a dream last nite.
It was about 4am or 5am......

Some gals were asking me for advice about a friend's trip from somewhere west of here to an engine show in PA.
His (the friend) plan wasn't good, so I suggested I-94 to.....etc, etc.
One gal had a map, but it was too small for me to explain it well.
I suggested using Google Maps.
So the young good looking gal (with the map) accompanied me into what must've been my bedroom where my HP ProBook laptop was.
I say "must've been" because there was a bed, but my real life bedroom doesn't have commercial steel shelving with machine parts all over.
I sat down, plotting the route, when lo!
She began rubbing up against me & trying to kiss me.
(Here's where it gets really weird.)
I told her that I can't do that cuz I'm married.
She was disappointed.
Being the perfect gentleman, I consoled her.

I thought it was "anything goes" in dreams....you know...cuz what happens in dreamland stays in dreamland.
A gal who is too young, too fetching & already interested in me....why did I pass this up?
Was this what a nightmare is?
 
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BSM1

What? Me worry?
See Wirey. Wirey is at a company function. Wirey is only here for the beer. Drink, Wirey, drink! Wirey is trying Shock Top. Mmmmm, Wirey likes Shock Top. Especially when it's free.

See Sharon. Sharon is a corporate big wig. Sharon is also a lush. Drink, Sharon, drink! Sharon is making money for Wirey by increasing the value of his Seagram’s stock. Sharon is supposed to give a speech to the team. Speechify, Sharon, speechify! Sharon is supposed to motivate us. Sharon is supposed to explain the future of the project. Uh-oh! Sharon fall down, go boom! Sleep, Sharon, sleep!

See Wirey. Wirey has just been told he has to address 250 coworkers with no prepared notes about a slide show he’s never seen before. Panic, Wirey, panic! See the coworkers. They are all here for the beer, too. They don’t care about the slide show. In fact, they are looking mad about it.

See the slide show. Graphs and charts and progress curves, oh my! See Wirey explain. Explain, Wirey, explain! Thirty horrifying minutes later, the show is over. More beer for Wirey!

See Lindsay. Lindsay is an electrical engineering student. Wirey worked with Lindsay for four days before he was sure she was a girl. Lindsay went to the bathroom and tipped her hand. Lindsay looks like a cross between Burt Reynolds and Oprah. Lindsay likes Wirey. Wirey teaches her lots. Wirey is funny. Wirey is 25 years older than her.

See Lindsay drink. Drink, Lindsay, drink! See Lindsay pick up the microphone Wirey used for his presentation. See Lindsay turn it back on. No, Lindsay, no! See Lindsay make a drunken proclamation of undying love for Wirey. Gasp, coworkers, gasp! See Wirey remove microphone from Lindsay’s hands. Look out Wirey! See Lindsay try to kiss Wirey. Duck, Wirey, duck!

See Steve. Steve is very drunk. Steve was drunk when he showed up. See Steve at the buffet. See lamb stew. See boiled cabbage and beef. See chunky potatoes. See Steve vomit. Puke, Steve, puke! Steve apparently ate forty pounds of tomato skins. See buffet close.

See Wirey. Wirey owns a watch. It’s 8:00! Time to go home for sleep. Sleep, Wirey, sleep! See Mr. telephone. Ring ring! See Wirey answer telephone at 1:25 AM. It’s Michael! Slur, Michael, slur! Michael is in jail. Michael tried to pick a fight with a cop. Michael called Wirey. Dumb, Michael, dumb!

See Wirey hang up. See Wirey sleep. Sleep, Wirey, sleep. Ah, morning! See Wirey attend work. Where is Lindsay? Where is Steve? Where is Michael? There is Sharon! Tylenol, Sharon, Tylenol!


Happy St Paddy’s Day!


Just goes to show that what doesn't kill us sometimes makes us wish it had.
 

Wirey

Fartist
Greatest post of the decade.

Now for something unrelated.
I had a dream last nite.
It was about 4am or 5am......

Some gals were asking me for advice about a friend's trip from somewhere west of here to an engine show in PA.
His (the friend) plan wasn't good, so I suggested I-94 to.....etc, etc.
One gal had a map, but it was too small for me to explain it well.
I suggested using Google Maps.
So the young good looking gal (with the map) accompanied me into what must've been my bedroom where my HP ProBook laptop was.
I say "must've been" because there was a bed, but my real life bedroom doesn't have commercial steel shelving with machine parts all over.
I sat down, plotting the route, when lo!
She began rubbing up against me & trying to kiss me.
(Here's where it gets really weird.)
I told her that I can't do that cuz I'm married.
She was disappointed.
Being the perfect gentleman, I consoled her.

I thought it was "anything goes" in dreams....you know...cuz what happens in dreamland stays in dreamland.
A gal who is too young, too fetching & already interested in me....why did I pass this up?
Was this what a nightmare is?

It takes a special man to screw up his own dirty dream. I'm impressed!
 
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