- The 2,000 mg of antibiotics I am taking per day make my pee the color of marigolds.
- I suspect that I was thrown under the bus at work but I don't yet know who did it. Operation Ferret Out The Weasel commences today.
- In Missouri you have to pay personal property tax on your vehicles yearly. The amount you owe is calculated using the value of the vehicle and the tax rate where you live. My bill this year? $15.30.
- I hope I didn't just jinx my 10 year-old car by bragging about it's lack of value.
- Bring on the weekend.
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16 comments:
What did you get thrown under the bus for? I hate a-holes at work.
Someone decided to try giving me the view of the bottom side of public transit, too.
My revenge? I working up a pain in the ass test scenario that he will have to run from the user's desk in New York. 10 documents. Open them 5 times each, 2 different ways, recording the timing of each. Then go back to his desk and repeat. Oh, and do it after hours, when the user says it is worst. That should kill about 2.5 hours of his life some night, and prove that it isn't my product, but that their network sux! ;-)
(Sorry for rant, but like all villinas, I felt a cumpulsion to bask in the glow of my evil schemes.)
That sucks you have to pay tax yearly on your car, I thought new york had all the silly taxes.
I actually liked how cars were built and looked ten years ago.
I'd love a system to pay my registration based on the value of my car. Do you suppose the state would cut me a check back?
Only 2000 mg? How freakin' huge are those?
I find leaving chicken blood in the coffee mug of the offender over the weekend is usually a nice repayment. Especially over a long weekend. Or if they keep their mug in the back of a desk drawer. Or if they're a self-righteous vegetarian.
I hope you get the weasel good!
lol about the car value...
hope you feel better!
I totally think your car is worth more than that. I would say it's worth ten rainbows and 23 gumdrops. Yea, that's how I roll G.
Aren't antibiotics fun?! I was on antibiotics for, what, four months straight because of my tonsillitis. I'll spare you the bathroom details related to that. You're welcome.
I say leave some of that marigold pee in their coffee cup- I like to serve up my revenge with a little personal touch. Maybe float a flower in it, just for good measure. Martha Stewart would approve.
When you find the person who through you under the bus, kiss them publicly Godfather style.
It will drive them nuts waiting for your ultimate revenge.
"Be vewwwy vewwy quiet, I'm hunting weasels!"
; )
In honour of your vibrant urine, I'm sending you some lovely French Marigold seeds. DISCO Yellow! Word!
So, do you drive a soapbox racer?
You have it backwards. Marigolds are the color of your pee, baby.
Marigolds, huh? You would totally win a who's got the brightest pee contest.
Your car knows you love it and would never do anything intentionally to hurt it. Just in case though you should take it out and remind it of just how special it is to you. These kind of relationships require some work.
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