#5. My old boss and I used to joke about winning the lottery and then playing "The Asshole Game." The goal is to walk around calling people an asshole until Security escorts you out. High score wins!
Same here. I used to tell my manager how to distinguish a good attitude vs. a bad one based on whether a lottery winner would quit, or stay. A bad one would stay, for the fun of it.
Well, now, being retired, if I win tonight's Powerball** I'll just get a fast car and accumulate speeding tickets until I have to hire a chauffeur.
**Lottery tickets are a form of taxation on the innumerate.
#4 - when I was a toddler Dad caught me poking at an outlet with some sort of metal object. He told me once to stop it, then watched as I ignored him and eventually taught myself a lesson. Dad was a good teacher.
When I was about five, my best friend stuck a fork in an outlet. He told me it felt good, so I did it, too. A couple of years later he touched an electric fence. He told me it felt good, you get the picture. I was a trusting little guy, despite all my life experience up to that point.
Reminds me of the time I was teaching my baby sister how to put a bobby pin into the electrical socket in the living room. Didn't get shocked but my ass still hurt.
Or the time I grabbed her hand AND the electric fence. Ass hurt then too. _Karl
#20 I kill you!
ReplyDeleteThat's "I keel you!" Accuracy matters.
Delete#20 Wait for the earth shattering Ka Boom
ReplyDelete#5. My old boss and I used to joke about winning the lottery and then playing "The Asshole Game." The goal is to walk around calling people an asshole until Security escorts you out. High score wins!
ReplyDeleteSame here. I used to tell my manager how to distinguish a good attitude vs. a bad one based on whether a lottery winner would quit, or stay. A bad one would stay, for the fun of it.
DeleteWell, now, being retired, if I win tonight's Powerball** I'll just get a fast car and accumulate speeding tickets until I have to hire a chauffeur.
**Lottery tickets are a form of taxation on the innumerate.
That's how they'll know that I've retired. Again.
Delete#20 ALLAH SNACKBAR - KABOOM
ReplyDelete#7 -- Post Modern Western Civilization Jumps the Shark
ReplyDelete#4 - when I was a toddler Dad caught me poking at an outlet with some sort of metal object. He told me once to stop it, then watched as I ignored him and eventually taught myself a lesson. Dad was a good teacher.
ReplyDeleteWhat did the electrician say when his kid stuck a fork in a outlet ? "You're grounded son."
DeleteAt 5 years old my buddy next door and I plugged a set of rabbit ears in to an outlet. Tripped multiple breakers. No injuries. Thank you Lord!
DeleteWhen I was about five, my best friend stuck a fork in an outlet. He told me it felt good, so I did it, too. A couple of years later he touched an electric fence. He told me it felt good, you get the picture. I was a trusting little guy, despite all my life experience up to that point.
DeleteReminds me of the time I was teaching my baby sister how to put a bobby pin into the electrical socket in the living room. Didn't get shocked but my ass still hurt.
DeleteOr the time I grabbed her hand AND the electric fence. Ass hurt then too.
_Karl
#19....and don't forget, "friend", you'll need a ride home, too.
ReplyDelete#15 Been there, done that if I remember correctly.
ReplyDeleteDid Buttigeig post #9
ReplyDelete4) An older kid told me to do that when I was a pre-schooler and asked him how to kill myself.
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