Another game I suck at.
Thanks to everyone who has heard me complain about my new job. It rules as much as, whatever the opposite of nachos would be. My favorite part of the day is the mens room. Not only do they play classical music (I'll forever think of dropping a deuce when I hear Vivaldi now), but the toilet paper is the brown, industrial grade, hand paper towel texture. Hurts like hell. The best part is that the sinks are on the right and on the left.... start using your imagination here.... From near to far.... Urinal, urinal, stall, stall, urinal, disabled stall (with a big sign letting us know to not use that stall if you aren't disabled). So, if you're gonna take a dump, it's the in the middle of the urinals. Or if you're the 3rd person to take a leak, you're between dumpers. It just doesn't seem right. The point of all of this is.... I found a solution to my work situation.
I was watching South Park and the episode was about NAMBLA. UHHHH. From their website:
"The North American Man/Boy Love Association (NAMBLA) was formed in 1978. It was inspired by the success of a campaign based in Boston's gay community to defend against a local witchhunt.
NAMBLA's goal is to end the extreme oppression of men and boys in mutually consensual relationships by:
- building understanding and support for such relationships
- educating the general public on the benevolent nature of man/boy love;
- cooperating with lesbian, gay, feminist, and other liberation movements;
- supporting the liberation of persons of all ages from sexual prejudice and oppression.
Our membership is open to everyone sympathetic to man/boy love and personal freedom."
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