Sunday, April 13, 2008

hey, mengtar, what are you doing on saturday?

teaching drum corps! ((it's whatever))



apparently to customers, this joke isn't funny...

customer said:

do you make your italian sausage here?

mengtar said:

no, sir, we don't catch the salmon here either.

he asked to speak with my manager... who laughed.

please don't speak to me when i'm trying to pee. after a few drinks, it takes intense focus and muscle coordination to pee and take your picture...



coming out of jupiter house yesterday for my pre-work coffee, i was greeted by little daddy who was cooking up some barbecued everything outside hooligans. he excitedly informed me that he had just received a shipment of FRESH NORTHERN WALLEYE!! ((definitely something to inform one about excitedly.))

something i learned pre-fresh-northern-walleye: nobody in texas knows what walleye is or gives a shit.

i worked. i came home and changed and ate the shit out of that walleye.



something i learned post-fresh-northern-walleye: fuck texans and their negative fish attitudes, because it was incredible.

i just wish i would have starved myself for a month prior because the filets were MASSIVE and i had to give the rest to homeboy whose reaction was, "it's fish". dick.

in more recent headlines, i took snowflake and wellington also to the vet for a check-up. i didn't learn until afterwards that most people don't actually take pet frogs to the vet... not for check-ups anyway...

the vet took a look at wellington also and his eyes got really wide.

"you're frog's overweight!"

wellington also is currently on a low-cricket diet. i feel neglectful. like i should be a guest on maury or montel williams ((because he's prettier)) as a mother with a 250lb. 8-year-old. that's my favorite episode.

otherwise my frogs are completely healthy. other than being neglectful, i am a great pet-owner!

watch your step, kids! don't do what i did which is step down onto the non-existant curb and slide underneath your own car and sit there for five minutes confused as all hell as to why you're sitting underneath your car. how much did i drink?!!?



also, i am amazing at navigating wal-mart, even when my eyes look like this...

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