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I haven’t any idea if this says what I think it does, but the translations on this website are pretty funny. you ever come across these captioned cat pictures? usually pretty topical to the image? these are filtered through the Soviet experience. hardy har har. I took a lot of Russian history classes in college. it’s where I decided not to be a communist.
gallows humor at work tonight. gallows conversation well past deadline. that’s the alright thing about working late, people will say anything after everyone’s left. after 45 minutes of bitching, it looks like the sports desk is going to reorganize half its coverage scheme. which is fair, and cool, because they can; the sports editor is basically a nameplate as it is, the two dudes on the desk call their own shots, there’s no oversight. as a sympathetic coworker said, “you’re probably not going to have the kind of freedom you have here anywhere else.” the news side, though. don’t hold your breath.
my neighbors have made nice. when I came home the other night, his truck was out front, and there was an barking dog locked in its cab. of course there was. they hashed it out over a couple of hours, I believe, and all was right in the world when I heard them singing a country tune together. those kids, they’re gonna make it afterall.
that website you have a link to is making me laugh so hard i have to stop looking at it at work.
“ahhhhh….pig iron, your musk if of glorious industry.”
ahahahahahaha – oh that gets my goat so good.
were it not for fashionable style haircut.. sniper’s bullet would have made my death.. it is true!