Ooooh yeah! Bowp Bowp chickchicka
The last ,the freakin, the day of work!!!
I'd like to thank my family and friends and most of all I'd like to thank you, the people, for supporting me through this most boring of times.
posted by Adam @ 9:03 AM
12 comments
12 Comments:
Congratulations. You're one hour and twelve minutes into it now. Whoa. One hour and thirteen minutes.
How time flies!
I hope this day brings you much joy and stuff.
Glad I could be here to support you like the true hero I am.
PS - I got side-tracked by my supervisor before I could publish this comment, so now you're one hour and nineteen minutes into the day. Hey! There goes an hour and twenty minutes! Joy! In no time, it'll be an hour and a half. And it's all downhill from there.
You are kidding right? It's my last day at this shithole aswell!! yay for us. Meet ya down the pub laters! Your shout! ;)
Whoa! Only an hour and a half left!! Now, I should start the work I've been putting off for the last four weeks.
Steph, of course it's my shout, it's the gentlemanly thing to do. (Assuming of course, that you're a lady).
Nine minutes and counting, dude.
(Actually, if you only had an hour and a half left at 3:18pm - and you were being literal - then I guess you finished three minutes ago.)
*cheers*
Do'h! I'm still here.
Woe is me!
Adam, last i checked i did indeed have girly bits. As for the drinking. I let a lot of the asshat co-workers buy me copious amounts of Vodka, then i was outta there! Hope you are too.
Hey thanks for visitng my blog, enjoy the drinks, have one for me.
It is so beyond obvious that I am so far behind!
Where in the world do you people get the money and time to take off work for these jaunts around the world??
I would give my right arm to take a few weeks to go to Australia, Scotland or even somewhere here in the states . . . Maine would be good, or Las Vegas. But NOOOOOOOO some of us have to work and pay bills and be responsible.
Wah! I'm jealous. I'm green. Call me Kermit.
And I miss Adam's funniness.
Call you Kermit?
You're my uncle!!!
Hmm . . . don't like the idea of being an uncle.
Perhaps I could be Kermita?
The idea of having a penis attached to my personal area is alarming beyond all reason.
No, didn't receive it. Did you get one I sent this morning?
I didn't get one from either of you! What's going on with this wacky Internet! Something mustn't be working.
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