A Thought on Unemployment
So here I am lounging about in my pyjamas, sipping orange juice and reading the news. I mean, there's really no difference between me and Hugh Hefner at this point, save for about fifty years, $80 million, and about a hundred nude ladies running around my house.
Applications from nude ladies will be gratefully considered.
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posted by Metro @ 10:20 am
8 Comments:
Uh, but what would Mme think? Is she cool with that?
I am not offering, BTW.
Oh probably! I'm thinking of a certain Christmas week evening when Metro was enjoying a hot tub soak with no less than five women, all but one naked.
@WC
She's generally been okay with it up to now ...
@PJ
It would have been six, but I only have so many hands ...
Think of this it way: right now, you've got enough money to last you for the rest of your life.
Unless you buy something.
@Hobbes
True dat.
In Magister Metrovius's case, it behoveth that Master Hobbes be not right to suggest :
"The human condition is solitary, nasty, brutish
..... and short"
wv fungtame
Is Word Verification a new art form
Would an infinite number of wv's over an infinite time produce Mr Shrub's speeches
Sounds disgusting!
Hi Metro,
How is unemployment treating you? I hope all is well, and if you can't get any nude ladies, a job instead.
Good luck!
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