Monday, June 16, 2008
Karma's a bitch.
I'm trying to think of a clever, witty spin to put on all of the bad things that have happened this past week.
It's not working.
If anyone had any ideas on how to make the following things funny, throw them out there.
If anyone posts a comment along the lines of, "Aw, I'm sorry you had a shitty week. Hope it gets better soon!" I will come rip your arms off and beat you with them.
Funny, damn it. Make me laugh.
I need funny.
It's not working.
If anyone had any ideas on how to make the following things funny, throw them out there.
- Carpenter ants living in my house
- A flooded, mildew-stench filled basement
- Cleaning out gutters on a metal stepladder at 6 am on a Sunday morning during a thunderstorm
- A 14 hour day in South Bend, IN
- Watching a friend with a 20% chance of surviving cancer as he naps on your couch
- Having the bottom of an extension ladder upon which you're standing to paint a cathedral ceiling slide several feet across the floor, nearly hurtling you 20 feet down face-first into the ground (and considering yourself lucky that you ended up only beating the shit out of yourself against the ladder, bruised and bloody as you end up at a 45 degree hoping someone comes to hold it steady before you fall the rest of the way)
- Being so sore and covered in bumps and bruises that you seriously consider canceling uber-cool plans for Monday
- A kid who has been off on vacation visiting grandma that loves you very much, but is having so much fun that he's only talked to you for a grand total of 5 minutes in the last week and a half
- Making (above-referenced uber-cool) plans to play hooky on Monday to do something wonderfabulsome, looking forward to it all week long like it's your last hope of sanity, and then having it fall apart at 12:30 Sunday night
- Having a 400 pound gorilla sitting on your chest at 2am, not being able to sleep, and knowing that you now have to be up for work in three and a half hours because the aforementioned plans canceled
If anyone posts a comment along the lines of, "Aw, I'm sorry you had a shitty week. Hope it gets better soon!" I will come rip your arms off and beat you with them.
Funny, damn it. Make me laugh.
I need funny.
4 comments:
I'll give it a try...
You are so awesome that even the houseguests of ants, mold, cancer, lonliness, a chest-crushing gorilla and an attack stepladder all had a good time at Casa de Christine.
I got nuthin for the cancelled plans.
Not bad. And in the light of day, I suppose I can almost laugh at the extension ladder thing, even though that was the scariest one. It happened at Mark's house, where I was helping him paint. Maybe he's trying to kill me again, like that time about 13 years ago when he caught me on fire.
Nothing's funnier than a slow, methodical macabre murder, right?
Oh buck up there sugar. Things could be much worse. Your legs could be held on with velcro.
Or if you want, we can go ahead and do that.
So after the ants make the mildew-smell and booby-trap the ladder, one of them turns to the 400-pound gorilla and says, "Wanna clean out some gutters?"
(Okay, maybe it's more of a visual gag.)