Archive for 2015

Haven’t Been the Same Since I Fell In

Sec­re­tary #1: (tran­scrib­ing from a dic­ta­phone) <gig­gle>
Sec­re­tary #1: <gig­gle, gig­gle, gig­gle>
Sec­re­tary #1: <gig­gle, gig­gle, gig­gle>
Sec­re­tary #2: What’s so fun­ny?
Sec­re­tary #1: <gig­gle, gig­gle, gig­gle> I’m tran­scrib­ing this dic­ta­tion and he’s talk­ing about the sew­er sys­tem and he keeps talk­ing about go­ing in­to man­holes.
Sec­re­tary #2: So?
Sec­re­tary #1: Man­holes — get it — man­holes! He’s go­ing in­to man­holes!
Sec­re­tary #2: How old are you??????

327 S. Camino del Rio
Du­ran­go, CO

My Fa­ther’s Fa­ther is a Les­bian

Two main­te­nance guys ar­rive to vac­u­um a cu­bi­cle af­ter part of the ceil­ing fell.

Main­te­nance guy, 40s: See, he’s what you’d call a male chau­vin­ist pig. He thinks vac­u­um­ing is some­thing that a woman should do. Now, I don’t look like no woman.
Main­te­nance guy, 20s: No, but you look like a dyke.
Main­te­nance guy, 40s: I look like a dyke?
Main­te­nance guy, 20s: Easy, Grand­pa, easy!
Main­te­nance guy, 40s: Oh, I’m Grand­pa now?

350 Madi­son Av­enue
New York, NY