I’ll say this much for M-Do: she’s consistent.
Another collision in the ladies room. Another trip to the sink. Another wet claw under the faucet. Another job well done.
I’ll say this much for M-Do: she’s consistent.
Another collision in the ladies room. Another trip to the sink. Another wet claw under the faucet. Another job well done.
Oh Ted.
An old college friend of mine (the son of the guy who played Isaac on the Loveboat - no I’m not kidding) has an online comic thingy going on. I somehow made it into his latest installment (I was his RA in college).
Too funny!!!
It’s a pretty cool site (outside of the fact that I’m now on it)…
No matter where I am, no matter what I’m doing, they always find me.
This time I’m in the grocery store, minding my own business, when he descends upon me: Fish Dude from behind the seafood counter.
Now, any card-carrying Black person knows that in a Black grocery store? You. Never. Leave. The. Fish. Counter. I don’t care if it’s the second coming of Eddie Murphy. You just don’t do it. Black people do not play with they seafood!
But Fish Dude obviously had a death wish when he strolled three aisles over just to holler at me. And you would think, given that his life was in jeopardy, he would make a stellar impression from moment one. But no. Not Fish Dude. Instead he stands at the end of the aisle and yells: “Man, I bet you got some pretty feet!!”
What the hell kinda line is that?????
He elaborates, “So, you married? You seein’ anybody?” Gee, I wasn’t until about 30 SECONDS AGO.
Fish Dude prepares to launch his second offensive when a man walks up, looking alarmed, “Excuse me, are you the Fish Dude??” Fish Dude confirms that he is, indeed, a proud purveyor of fine fish. The man starts to make his seafood request when he catches Fish Dude’s expression and realizes he’s mack-blocking, “Oh my bad, dawg! Don’t worry about it, she’ll roll back past here later on!!”
Then the guy looks at me and goes, “You need to ask him for a discount on the shrimp!”
Peace out, homey.
This is Fitz. The bane of my work existence.
Otherwise known as Sick Ticket . Yes, he really is shaped like an eggplant.
Here’s M-Do in full-on winter regalia.
Otherwise known as “Wet Claw”.
Otherwise known as “Mrs. Doubtfire: the Musical”.