A one-time school project gone terribly, terribly wrong.

07 August 2006

Nothing Today

Today is a holiday in many Canadian provinces. At the command of Mme Metro, I will be away from the 'net for the rest of today. God knows what she thinks can keep my attenion outside of cyberspace.

So I'm taking a short vacation

Hey--do you think Wal-Mart is going to start giving its employees paid vacation time?

Doubt it.

Maybe they could try for a living-wage-and-benefits package?

In any case, I'm not blogging today. Well, I kind of am, but you get the point. You'll also notice I'm posting this at about 4 AM to avoid the wrath of Mme M.


At 1:38 a.m., Anonymous raincoaster said...

I have a friend who used to be a biker bitch, and she says working for WalMart was harder. She had to take a stress leave from WalMart!

At 11:05 a.m., Blogger Metro said...

Actually I'd have thought that any regular-work-type job'd be harder than being a biker.

At least if you take leave from the Hell's Angels you don't have to fill out all those forms.

And nobody union-busts the Hell's Angels.

At 3:25 p.m., Anonymous raincoaster said...

No, no, no. Not a biker. A biker bitch. Very different; she had to carry the drugs, she had to sexually service any and all men her fella told her to, she had to run interference with the cops, if there was a chance somebody'd get shot, she had to be the one on scene because he sure as hell wasn't going...not exactly a sinecure.

At 9:05 p.m., Anonymous raincoaster said...

Look what I brung ya: Tia Carrere dressed skanky.

At 10:02 p.m., Blogger Metro said...

Skanky? You call that skanky? I had nuns in grade school dressed sleazier than that!

Still, she's pretty hot no matter what she's wearing ... or, not.

At 11:05 p.m., Anonymous raincoaster said...

ACID WASH????? C'mon, all she needed to be low-rent stripper was clear heels or white Heather Locklear cowboy boots.

What the hell kinda bizarre Catholic sect were you raised in, anyway? The Order of Mary Magdalene, Rawk Goddess?

At 8:09 a.m., Blogger Metro said...

You say she's a tom-ah-to, I say she's a tom-ay-to ...

What the hell is wrong with acid wash? And don't go trying to fug on Heather!

I was taught part of what I think was grade four by a nun who wore jean jackets, played guitar, and wore her hair in a 'fro. So yeah--nun rock, can you dig it?

I also had the classic wimple-wearing silent-cruiser-type. To this day I think the major success of the Daleks was that menacing silhouette and that gliding movement.


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