Feb 2, 2009

Runnin' On At The Head

VW and I used to do this thing when we worked together...

No, not THAT thing, a different thing. Sheesh. I can't leave you guys alone for one hour without coming back to find you've got your hand down your pants. I swear.

We worked about fifteen feet apart in our old office and we could see each other and talk at normal levels, but there was something about email that set us both off. It didn't take much for one or the other of us to report some little tidbit or other, and that would be all it took to set the other off on a tangent and then we'd try and see which of us could be stranger.

We still do that now that we work several miles apart but not nearly as often. Being on two different work wavelengths must do that to a body. Anyway, here's what we managed recently:


From: Irrelephant
Sent: Wednesday, January 28, 2009 4:11 PM
To: Vulgar Wizard
Subject: Re: Obsession.

The new scent from Budweiser.


From: Vulgar Wizard
Sent: Wednesday, January 28, 2009 4:11 PM
To: Irrelephant
Subject: Re: Obsession.

What??!?!?!

Irr: I don’t know, I’m reaching here.

Just runnin’ my mouth. *G* Haven’t been able to accomplish anything today, figured I’d just run on at the head.

VW: Woooowwww.

Irr: The local just passed carrying two center-spine lumber cars, then about a jillion boxcars, then a center spine lumber car. *shrug*

VW: Then a spineless jellyfish . . .

Irr: Then an oblong llama.

VW: Then a bearded fat lady singing.

Irr: Then a clean-shaven emaciated guy mumbling poetry.

VW: Then R.A. on two wheels with a flaming ostomy.

Irr: Then an elephant precisely balanced on the border of Poland and Russia.

VW: And THEEEENNNN a little man with a big shovel and a kilt for some odd reason.

Irr: And then behind him an even smaller man with a smaller shovel and a kilt (also smaller.)



So, my question now becomes--what would YOU put next?

10 comments:

Gordo said...

Followed by someone's mother brandishing a bathrobe: "Will you cover THAT up?!?!?"

Scott from Oregon said...

A giant boob balloon on a tether...

meno said...

I read the first sentence and then had to pause and wonder about what shennanegans VW and Irrelephant could manage to get up to while at work.

The mind boggles.

And then a male ballerina in a tutu, who forgot his dance belt, and thus did not present a uniform surface in his leotard.

Rudi said...

A solid gold Karma Sutra coffe pot and a baby's arm holding an apple.

-or-

A naked man playing a piano with a sign reading "And Now For Something Completely Different"

-or-

David Lynch being NORMAL. Now that's odd.
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Meno: You're projecting again.

Scott + Meno: Guilty of wishful thinking.

Stucco said...

THEN a squad of murderous cops, chartered with unassailable tastes for cruelty, hell bent on buck-rogering your fleur de lis.

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Mickelodeon said...

I could go so many directions with that, especially with that ever-decreasing in size kilt thrown in. Suffice it to say, I would go for something to do with a British man with a moustache who can be simultaneously oafish and jumpable and goes by the name Alastair.

Todd said...

And then?
No "And then!"

Vulgar Wizard said...

*shaking head* Look at what we've started.

Irrelephant said...

Wow. You guys are weird. *lol*