But now that we had a few drinks, we feel better.
Ramen.
Subtle-tea
But then I'd have to kill you.
NescafΓ© tasersβ choice
Second hand smoke and mirrors kills.
She's quite sankamonious.
But I reply βNO I AM A CAPITALISTβ
But I'll tell you it some other time.
Textas
He was Tootinβ ramen...
Tator Swift
They're calling it ramen raisin.
Co-worker: How does tomorrow sound?
Me: I don't know, I can't hear it yet.
My dad works in the office on the floor below me. He's been with the company for almost 18 years and is coming to grips with the instant messenger we have. This little gem popped up today;
Dad; Every time I see a castle I swear.
Me; Huh?
Dad; I must have turrets syndrome.
I close the conversation, and groan.
This is from an actual IM chat I had with someone a while back. This was all on impulse. Nothing was planned.
ME: The main reason you want a strong lock is not because they're unbreakable, but because your neighbor should be the easier target.
HIM: Ayup. Although if you want an impenetrable lock, might I recommend Benson's Black Hole Vaults?
ME: I'd want to be able to get my stuff out, again, too.
HIM: Wait long enough. It'll evaporate out.
ME: ... in the same state in which I deposited it in the vault.
HIM: Don't want much, do you?
ME: I could try to sell the stuff in its evaporated state ... But I don't like hawking radiation.
HIM: boo HISS
In chat with my project manager:
PM: Yeah, here's a beneficial time for us to be stagged
Me: indeed
PM: That should read staggered, though
Me: we are on the horns of a dilemma
Me: oh deer, that was a lame pun
Me: i should just buck the trend of bad humor
Me: doe! i did it again
PM: ...
Then I pasted the above conversation to another coworker:
Coworker: ha well plaid
Coworker: i meant played
Me: it really was a clash of the tartansQ: Where do tomatoes come from?
A: The tomato source!
(source / sauce! Geddit!)
Daughter: Dad, can you fix my worm?
Me, getting the canoe off the car: I'll have to tackle that later.
