My Right to Bear Arms!
I guess one you should never do in a crowded office, even if
it is after hours is jump up and ask everyone in the office if they would like
to see your right to bear arms! Even
when you yell hey everyone do you want to see constitutional right? See we life in a world that is ruled by
chaos, hate, and fear, so even when we don’t mean to incite panic and fear we
sometimes do. I think everyone who was
in hearing range and saw me jump up out of my chair and reach to my sides
stopped took a deep breath and said, who shit, this fat mother fucker finally
snapped. I knew his picnic was short on sandwiches
but not this short.
Also make no mistake that is exactly what I did. After the big boss left, folks were here
working diligently because god forbid we leave on time at this place, I
actually jump up and grab my sides and yelled “WHO WANTS TO SEE MY RIGHT TO BEAR ARMS!!!?”
People look up and over with big eyes and that is when I ripped
my sweater off and gave them a pose down, see:
"Bear arms... Bare arms... hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.... ah hahahaha ha ha ha haha"
I am not the clown prince of chaos, but sometimes I do have
to unleash the inner Joker in me… see, today’s undershirt!
Ha hahahahaha
haaa ha ha ha ha ha muahahaha
That’s right I have My Joker shirt on today under my
sweater! Hahahahah today’s joke is who wants to see my inner Joker…
Ha hahahahaha
haaa ha ha ha ha ha muahahaha
The bare arms joke, isn’t a billy b exclusive, I have to
give props to my new hire Gabe, b/c when I told see how low I am in the laundry
barrel, he referred back to a conversation we had the day before about bearing
arms, and he was like, you showing off your right to bear arms.. So, yes, I
recycled. It is ok though. We all use a recycled joke now and
again. hahahahaha haaa
But I did put my own twist on it… I did get a great laugh out of people after
their initial terror.
It’s funny, even when I am down and have things
going on in my life that are hard. The
inner clown always wants to show. Perhaps
writing isn’t my only gift. Maybe the
comic relief I bring ever day to the table is a positive. I am not going to make it to see Sue
today. I just have to much shit at the
office. I will to see her next week. So I am going to have to rely on the inner
joker to pick me up to
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