February 10, 2004

a real post later. i promise.

I'm sitting around in my underwear eating brie.

Okay, no I'm not really. I'm swamped at work, frantic and crazed. And basically every man alive (excepting maybe Paul Gutman and Brian) will most likely end up on my Shit List at least once today. Some will remain on said Shit List on a semi-permanent basis.

Krissa, come talk me out of my breadtruck.

Posted by This Fish at February 10, 2004 10:32 AM
Comments

Hmm... where else have i seen promises for real posts! Copycat :-P

::Hugs::

Posted by: Ari at February 10, 2004 11:15 AM

The NYC SWAT team of 646-guy and 917-other-guy are on the way to light some monkey ass.

Posted by: Paul Gutman at February 10, 2004 11:19 AM

that's light some monkey ass on fire. Sorry...got a little trigger happy with fried monkey in the offing.

Posted by: Paul Gutman at February 10, 2004 11:20 AM

Good thing you clarified that because I've never lit monkey ass and I'm about as non-Fab Five as you can get in the gay world...

Posted by: brian, the 646 guy at February 10, 2004 12:13 PM

you're in a breadtruck? do i use a crowbar for that?

Posted by: k at February 10, 2004 01:47 PM

No that's for a bread BOX...for a breadtruck you just need the keys...and maybe some butter...

Posted by: brian, the 646 guy at February 10, 2004 04:39 PM

Ah yes, "The hook brings you back"

Posted by: Country Mike at February 10, 2004 06:39 PM

Ahem.

Posted by: Frankenstein at February 11, 2004 12:09 AM