“We use 3 cans of water to distract it.”
“What?”
“Ya it should lose focus soon enough.”
the eye rolls from my partner were fantastic.
This happened tonight. We were talking about “concentrate” because they read me silly jokes from their school milk cartons like “why does X stare at the can of OJ? Because it says ‘concentrate’.” So we were talking about what the word meant.
But never says for how long.
Thyme is of the essence after all.
Laser-focused.
I guess that'll teach me for not paying attention.
I'm okay though.....it was just a super fish oil wound.
Didn't last too long, I got canned. I just couldn't concentrate.
- I once got fired from a canned juice company. Apparently I couldn't concentrate.
I don’t know but we’re getting warmer
I shouldn’t have mentioned my solid experience.
That’ll be the Peer review.
Ohio
Pelikinesis is a real thing.
Because all the circles are concentric.
They named it Don Quixote.
Within the next year I want to publish my first book on tape
A concentration camp.
I'll see myself out.
I need to concentrate.
I just don't know who my target audience would be.
he said, "because it says 'concentrate' on the can."
If there's anything I'm terrible at, it's coming up with puns. Any help would be GREATLY appreciated!
WORKING ON A JOB
My first job was working in an orange juice factory, but I got canned I just couldn’t concentrate. . Then I worked in the woods as a lumberjack, but I just couldn’t hack it, so they gave me the axe. . After that I tried to be a tailor, but I just wasn’t suited for it. The job was only so-so anyhow. . Next I tried working in a muffler factory, but that was exhausting. . I wanted to be a barber, but I just couldn’t cut it. . I attempted to be a deli worker, but any way I sliced it, I couldn’t cut the mustard. . My best job was being a musician, but eventually I found I wasn’t note worthy. . I studied a long time to become a doctor, but I didn’t have any patience. . Next was a job in a shoe factory; but it just wasn’t the right fit. . I became a professional fisherman, but discovered that I couldn’t live on my net income. . I thought about becoming a witch, so I tried that for a spell. . I managed to get a good job working for a pool maintenance company, but the work was just too draining. . After many years of trying to find steady work, I finally got a job as a historian, until I realized there was no future in it. . My last job was working at Starbucks, but I had to quit, because it was always the same old grind.
Now they have to yell "Donald, duck!"
They call it a concentration camp
Os-Moses.
Concentration camps.
After decades of dedicated and concentrated practice, I finally achieved my goal.
I can play guitar very badly.
But I got canned because I couldn't concentrate.
Just couldn't concentrate.
"I couldn’t concentrate in the orange juice factory, wasn’t suited to be a tailor, the muffler factory was just exhausting, couldn’t cut it as barber, didn’t have the patience to be a doctor, didn’t fit in the shoe factory, pool maintenance was too draining and I just couldn’t see any future as a historian!"
I got fired because I couldn't concentrate...
I just couldn’t concentrate.
I couldn’t concentrate in the orange juice factory; wasn’t suited to be a tailor; the muffler factory was just exhausting; couldn’t cut it as barber; didn’t have the patience to be a doctor; didn’t fit in the shoe factory; pool maintenance was too draining and I just couldn’t see any future as a historian. I'm going to look into becoming an optometrist. We'll see.
Lack of concentration.
A concentration camp
I couldn't concentrate
