"hey...who wrote that? what's a fupa? hey john, what the hell does fupa mean?"

everyone knows its "fup"

"would you rather date a girl with a mustache or a chick with hair on her chest?"

A dude out at my client's office got a folder of stuff from "Gay Friend Finder" in the mail.

They said he was vigorously denying knowing what it is, but they all knew he ordered it, because they looked at his cpu's traffic history and found the site in his browser.

We got one of our direct mails back with 70s gay porn in it, but to make it that much better, it had been stamped with WHITE POWER and NAZIS and hand drawn swastikas.

"i've got another meeting with that cameltoe chick, this time i hope to get a picture"

'I want our software to support virtual-reality, can you do that'?

"I think it's the same thing as a 'gunt' but I'm not sure"

creepy... someone did respond with that

you better not work with me

i have never set foot in pinkyblastville in my life

I should point out that this is right outside my office and a co-worker's whose entire family was interned. If she's not out there about to punch this ancient bitch in 30 seconds I'm going to be.

HAHAHA

During his last season as coach of the Dallas Cowboys, Bill Parcells had become so disliked by local fans that many of us began referring to him as "The Big FUPA."

Bob. This thread (and the coffee) is for the employed only. Scoot.

Well, I was employed at the time Parcells was still coach of the Cowboys.

That's okay. If my boss ever sees my Scrabulous performance, I will most assuredly lose my new gig and sweet office.

It's your move, by the way.

oh yeah, and



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Conversation I just had with maintenance guy in bathroom:

(I enter, step up to a urinal, he comes out of a stall behind me)

Maintenance Guy: "Hey! What's goin' down? Uh, I guess I shouldn't ask that.......heh heh heh heh."

(awkward pause)

Maintenance Guy: "I mean, uh, How ya doin?!"

Me: "Not too bad."

Maintenance Guy: "PISS is goin' down, the drain!" (exits)

wow


boss (directed at me): "so would you rather live in a neighborhood full of black people or a neighborhood full of homos?"

me: "uh...neither of those groups really bother me"

boss: "that's about what i thought you would say... or the homos... i'd probably take the homos too...if i had to chose"

You should bring your boss down to Milwaukee, namely, Brewer's Hill (or is it Brewers's? (Paper or K Exhaust's Ghost or Backspace, to the rescue, please)), & let him run wild. Gays & blacks -- Lutherans, too, but none of whom are gay or black (we can hope, anyway, with respect to the former) -- living side-by-side.

Your job is pretty hilarious from a distance...
the world is blacks and queens,
and the snow-capped mountains WHITE.
From a distance the ocean meets the stream,
and THE EAGLE starts to fight.

this is just insane

he also spent a good HOUR at ratemycameltoe.com a couple days ago

that's a fun little site.