I received this in an email today (so I can't take credit for any of this) and COULD. NOT. STOP. LAUGHING. It may be because I deal with contracts every single day of my existence, but either way, the humor and possible reality of this email is hilarious. In fact, it's so funny it's almost sad. There's a hint of today's youth involved, so if this is where we are headed...well, I'll let you read it and decide.
It's the last reblog Thursday ever...mostly because the end of the world is tomorrow...otherwise I would keep doing them. Maybe I'll keep doing them anyway, even if there is no such thing as computers anymore. I'll just chisel them out on a cave wall until one day I get really tired and bored of doing them...kind of like the Mayan's did with their calendar.
"Hey, Mayan Bob...do you want a beer?"
"Sure Mayan Tim. I'm working on this calendar, but I guess if I don't finish it won't be the end of the world."
Oh well...
Enjoy this little Christmas exchange where Santa takes no crap. This is brought to you by: Jill of All Trades, Expert of None.
Mayan Jill says thanks for the re-blog! Lol. Glad we’re still here to be able to type instead of chisel!
Yes, but disappointed in the lack of zombies.
I’m pretty sure they’re all in Vegas! I’ve seen the strangest “characters” on this trip.
So good!
Haha… Right!