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Wednesday, April 13, 2005

He's Going, He's Going, Yeah, He's Gone... 

Everyday, he was in the cube next to me, looking at me when I sat down at my desk. I looked back at him, thinking that someday he'd be in my living room, opposite Paul Pierce. I expressed my interest in him to a few of my co-workers, and they suggested I just take him home with me. I couldn't just do that. Well, maybe I could...but I'd have to do it on my last day at the office, so as to avoid an awkward situation. That was the plan until yesterday, when somebody came by to clean out the cube, taking my coveted John Kerry bobblehead doll with him. I wasn't sure if I would have the guts to pilfer the tiny likeness of the runner-up in chief (the cook at my fraternity used to insist we use the word "liberate" in place of "steal", as in: Our pledges liberated those animals from the farm and put them in our house as a prank), but now I'll never know. Liz Greene gave us the Paul Pierce bobblehead when she moved out of the house on Glendale, and I have a feeling that he's in serious need of a bobbling friend. I'm sure that Paul would have been happy with the Junior Senator from Massachusetts, but now he'll just stand guard on the speaker by himself, as he has for so many years.



As liberated from The Onion--->

I got this link from Hufton. It's a resolution that was passed by the Idaho House of Representatives Ways and Means committee, commending the writers of Napoleon Dynamite. You think the concept is strange? Wait till you read the findings, such as: Uncle Rico's football skills are a testament to Idaho athletics.

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