[personal] Friends, I can haz them
In the course of the meal, we got on to some weird riff about them milking tiny little goats in the kitchen. The distaff member of Team E— said something about nano-goats. I made an obvious pun using the name of a certain deeply infamous Internet site. This earned me a swift punch in the arm from the other member of Team E—, who happened to be sitting next to me.
Whereupon Mr. E. punched me three more times in rapid succession.
(And if you don’t know what I’m talking about, get down on your knees and thank whatever God you do or don’t believe in that your brain is as yet uncontaminated.)
Ah, friends, I can haz them. Also, my arm hurts.
Posted: 5:31 am Fri July 06 2012 |