Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Not blogging at work sucks
I used to do some of my best thinking at work and now all I get to do is write invoices and proposals, and sales plans.
It has become more of a chore then a great work experience. So it is a late Tuesday joke time.
An 18 year old girl tells her mum that she has missed her period for two months. Very worried, the mother goes to the pharmacy and buys a pregnancy kit. The test result shows that the girl is pregnant.
Shouting, cursing and crying, the mother says, "Who was the pig that did this to you? I want to know!"
The girl picks up the phone and makes a call.
Half hour later and a Ferrari stops in front of their house. A mature and distinguished man with grey hair impeccably dressed in an Armani suit steps out of the Ferrari and enters the house.
He sits in the living room with the father, mother and the girl and tells them "Good morning, your daughter has informed me of the problem. I can't marry her because of my personal family situation but I'll take charge. I will pay all costs and provide for your daughter for the rest of her life.
Additionally, if a girl is born I will bequeath her 2 retail stores, a townhouse, a beachfront villa and a $2,000,000 bank account.
If a boy is born my legacy will be a couple of factories and a $4,000,000 bank account.
If twins they will receive a factory and $2,000,000 each.
However, if there is a miscarriage, what do you suggest I do?"
At this point, the girls father, who had remained silent, places a hand firmly on the man's shoulder and tells him, "You fuck her again."
It has become more of a chore then a great work experience. So it is a late Tuesday joke time.
An 18 year old girl tells her mum that she has missed her period for two months. Very worried, the mother goes to the pharmacy and buys a pregnancy kit. The test result shows that the girl is pregnant.
Shouting, cursing and crying, the mother says, "Who was the pig that did this to you? I want to know!"
The girl picks up the phone and makes a call.
Half hour later and a Ferrari stops in front of their house. A mature and distinguished man with grey hair impeccably dressed in an Armani suit steps out of the Ferrari and enters the house.
He sits in the living room with the father, mother and the girl and tells them "Good morning, your daughter has informed me of the problem. I can't marry her because of my personal family situation but I'll take charge. I will pay all costs and provide for your daughter for the rest of her life.
Additionally, if a girl is born I will bequeath her 2 retail stores, a townhouse, a beachfront villa and a $2,000,000 bank account.
If a boy is born my legacy will be a couple of factories and a $4,000,000 bank account.
If twins they will receive a factory and $2,000,000 each.
However, if there is a miscarriage, what do you suggest I do?"
At this point, the girls father, who had remained silent, places a hand firmly on the man's shoulder and tells him, "You fuck her again."
