Monthly Archive for February, 2012

…just remember that whatever the plural of a T-Rex is wasn’t able to have meaningful use of their arms.

So really, you have nothing to be blue about.

They say that there’s a rule about not wearing mini-skirts past a certain age (which, by the way, I happen to ignore), but as long as we’re going to have a rule book on fashion at specific ages, this definitely needs to be added.

In fact, I’m not sure this is appropriate at any age.

I was all, “This is gross. No one wants to see this.” And she was like, “Mockdockers will want to see this. It’s fascinating and full of awesome inuendo.” And the rest of our conversation went like this:

Mock: I cannot IMAGINE working a factory job like that. I would seriously want to kill myself.
Bunny: I told my boss I would never complain about my job again. And he said, “Yes, you will.” But STILL.
Mock: Can you imagine? All day, every day, you work on a machine making hot dogs.
Bunny: I know. I will never eat hot dogs again.
Mock: I will TOTALLY eat hot dogs again, and in fact, I will have one for dinner. JUST OUT OF RESPECT for the people who work in those factories.
Bunny: You have to mock that. People need to see it.

So there you have it. I have been commanded by Bunny to show you this.

…could use some conditioner.

I am SO PRODUCTIVE in my sleep.  It’s just that when I wake up, no one actually gets to BENEFIT from all of my productivity.

Including me.