You are dirty
Posted by azngeek at December 17th, 2006
I’ve taken up work for the past 2 weeks. And boy have I busy thus the lack of updates. But don’t fret now the highly probable non-existent readers, that I have an article so mind bogglingly, groundbreaking-ly funny that you people will be cringing in disgust while laughing your sexy little asses off.
Well work. Work is not exactly highly entertaining. But the pay is good. Keeps my pockets happy. So I keep on going even when I find the work quite disagreeable with my “Will do anything for money EXCEPT work” policy but seeing how I’m Asian, this does not bode well with my culture and upbringing. And my parents would probably smack me around with a chopstick if they were to find out me practicing my awesome policy. But there’s the cookies for you, and that’s just how they crumble. So I work.
Getting on to the dirty bit. How can work be dirty? Conversations with my cousin:
Conversation 1
Cousin: Hey guess what.
Me : ?
Cousin: *Points at glassware with pointy edge.* That’s a butt plug for your christmas present.
Me :… o.O, That would hurt. You are dirty.
Conversation 2 (Still at work, in my cousin’s office, at my lappie)
Cousin : Hey Azngeek’s sister
Me : *shakes leg, very fidgety, tired, need to keep moving otherwise I’ll fall asleep*
Cousin : Guess what Azngeek is doing. He has his face very close to the screen and he’s shaking. A lot. Must be some nasty midget porn. Oh dear god…
Me : …. You are dirty.
Conversation 3
Cousin : Don’t drop the bar of soap.
Me : You are the one who’s going to go to prison you ass.
Cousin : No no. You are the one going to prison. And there’ll be a Big Bubba. He’ll be waiting for you to drop the bar of soap. You’d like that won’t you?
Me : You are dirty.
That’s all I can remember for now. My memory oddly seems to be failing me…
