Monday, June 23, 2008

God doesn't use glue traps

Eh. I worked/had PMS/worried all weekend and now I have MS and work and worry. So I'm feeling a bit dull. Mostly it's the what the f-all am I doing with my life blues. Not an unfamiliar feeling at all. It's not helped by a transcription project sent to the agency by what seems to be a bona fide lunatic (he mentions taking multiple bipolar/schizophrenia meds). He thinks he's God and that's he is supposed to win the lotto five times.

Supposedly there was a mouse infestation in the house He was living in and so He went to the queen of all mouses and said you guys have got to go. And she said but there's so much food! And He said too bad, your turds (His word choice, not mine) are unclean. And the mouse queen said is it OK if we move next door? And He said sure.

There's also breathy talk about massages and erections. Aye yi yi.



Blogger Overmatter said...

To put a glass half full spin on it:


Also, you have the best new catch phrase ever: Too bad, your turds are unclean!

12:12 PM, June 24, 2008


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