Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire...

are much more romantic than that bag of popcorn that was cremated down the hall. I don't know who you are, I suspect some temp filling in during registration. Congratulations, we now have an excuse on which to blame low enrollment. How in the hell (speaking of ungodly burning smells), did you manage to create such havoc with a microwave bag of popcorn? That is some serious talent, I can see why you are trying to join the workforce, you apparently lack the skills to be a homemaker. Your next career move should be in law enforcement and I will personally vouch for your ability to swiftly evacuate large buildings. McGyver himself could not concoct a tear gas that potent with a simple microwave oven and bag of popcorn.
The entire staff here at this fine institution of higher education congratulates you.
Merry Christmas.

ps I hope you don't plan to string cranberries and popcorn for your christmas tree or I will have to alert the state of Maine.

6 comments:

Tranny & Zanna said...

Better than the Fish? Awwwww...*hugs*

Tranny & Zanna said...

^ Zanna up there by the way. And FIRST bitches!

p0nk said...

seriously, Z. You catch some good stories that the Fish, in all his tunnel-vision misses. And I love your one-liners....zzzzing.

Emily said...

Burnt popcorn? Eeeyuck. You may have to throw that microwave away, because y'all may never get rid of the stench.

Anonymous said...

I know from personal experience how fucking raunchy burnt popcorn odor lingers in the microwave.

Yeah, I know it all too well.

p0nk said...

the 'culprit' actually came into our office some time later and apologized. She said the smoke was so thick she couldn't see her desk across the room. And the microwave will need to be 'put down'. She said the insides were coated with slimy grime.