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June 23, 2008



(Thanks to Matt Filar)


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Soon to hit Broadskvay: "No No Na-nyette."

Maybe that's what brought on the "cubicle rage" guy's rampage. Wasn't that Russian, also?

If they try to do it again, will they have some re-productivity?

Synchronized Cubicle Dancing WBAGNFARB.

Managed to produce enough interest that there's no video.

That? Was fabulous!

The girl in the front has GREAT legs! I think the music was Jordanian, or possibly Frech, which only added to its mysterious foreign appeal.

*updates "additional skills" on resume*

It's all in their evil plan to lower the productivity of their male counterparts and take their jobs away.

Near the end I thought I heard the Russian for "Candygram" ... ? Maybe not...

Hey! I've got an idea. Next blog party? We'll get a crapvideocam and tape us while we do synchronized blogging.

That must have been taped on Casual Pyatnitsa.

Definitely a viral video.

I can see every Russian driving a 2005-2008 used SUV. I mean if the people at Car Max would hire some top salary seeking new marketing graduates to convice Russians they Need used Cadillac trucks and Ford Expeditions full of syncronized dancin' Russian babes, we could rule that part of the world for maybe 500 years. By then we will discover how to make a battery that works better than Ray o Vac and take our land back from the Asians.

On that note, I'll post this and think about productivity and just how far we have come as Americans.



If Laura, Kate and Sarah go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura, Kate and Sarah.
If Mike, Dave and John go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla and Four-eyes.


When the bill arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each throw in $20, even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back.
When the girls get their bill, out come the pocket calculators.


A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.
A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need but it's on sale.


A man has six items in his bathroom: toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel .
The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify more than 20 of these items.


A woman has the last word in any argument.
Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.


A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.


A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.


A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, but she does.


A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the trash, answer the phone, read a book, and get the mail.
A man will dress up for weddings and funerals. - maybe


Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed.
Women somehow deteriorate during the night.


Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and romances, best friends, favorite foods, secret fears and hopes and dreams.
A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.

A married man should forget his mistakes. There's no use in two people remembering the same thing!

*raises asbestos laptop shield*

A man will dress up for weddings and funerals. - maybe

Man, ain't that the truth!

*starts sharpening her machete*

*Offers to lend CJ my highly radioactive Motorola cell phone without the hands free cord I just bought*

Oh, I lived with a gal for a while and my duty each evening was to run over to the drug store and pick up a bottle of Mad Dog, a pair of nylons and a set of earrings. I did it many times so I know how women think. She used the same cowboy hat evey night. It fit her chest perfect. I know how women think. Did I mention, I know.

nice knowing ya, rascal. My gueas is you won't be needing a cowboy hat, since after the blogals are done, you will be wearing you a$$ for one.

It's official: I am not the most nuts person that comments in these threads...an ambition foiled!

yes, I meant your (your)

*readies the sock o' nickels*

But CJ, do you wake up as good looking as when you wet to bed? *I visited Asbestos once. I brought home a sombrero and passed it around the club*.

CJ wets the bed?

"But CJ, do you wake up as good looking as when you wet to bed?"

NOBODY'S good looking when they wet the bed.

*drags over grindstone*

Methinks Siouxie will need to resharpen a few times.

Now, see, if I wanted to stir up the gals, I'd post something like:

"While the rest of the species is descended from apes, redheads are descended from cats.

— Mark Twain"

Twain was right.

CJ....Ms Jazzzz is a flaming redhead. I made her mad.....once.

Hey, I just got home from driving through three states and got only one speeding ticket (Hello, Ohio- where I got pullled over by a cop who looked like the cop in Fargo - the female)... I believe it was the NJ plates and the stuff piled up in the back of the car. Seriously, do they think we're all smuggling something? I gave her no just case to search so we made it to Kentucky. Coming back we got through "wild and wonderful West Virginia" with no problem at all - from police at least...

Gazes in awe in light of the spectacularly-courageous (yet foolishly-risky) post by lil rascal...

Hey rascal, assuming you survive the night with at least most of your body parts intact, I'll send you one of these

Dang and whilst I was gone, my name got changed!!!

Soo, Kb...she was preggers? You coulda outrun her.

Ok, I was foolish for posting such a lame riddle. I'll never do something so stupid again. I hope you are all in a forgiving mood

I'll be hiding under the bed.......niters

Cubicles? What cubicles? There ain't no cubicles in that video. Just desks. And some damn fine legs.


lil rascal is one brave lil' rascal.

::tips hat::


*Looks into thread*
*Ducks for cover*
*Sneaks back in to point out that this time it wasn't me*
*Ducks for cover again*

*zips in*™

Siouxie,is the machete ready for lil rascal yet? Because I found his tirade extremely offensive, and I doubt that he's the model of the perfect man.

*winks at Jazzzz*

Wow. I'd wager that he can start referring to himself no longer as "lil" but "big". And I'm sure the gals have some better names than that picked out.

And just to add, I too know full well about redheads. Had my heart beaten to dust by her, and that was Without getting her angry.

CJ? You'd best not be talkin' about redheads like that. I have a sack o' nickels AND a friend with a machete!

MartiniShark: She was obviously the wrong redhead. Some of us are very nice! And not at all prone to anger...unless provoked.

Was not condemning all reds, Suzy, I have a fondness. The saying I've heard is gentlemen prefer blondes, but it takes a real man to have a redhead.

Martini,now that I've seen a pic of you, I have a completely different impression of your posts.:)

That gal @ the front had nice ... um ... shoes! Yeah, nice shoes!

Uh-oh, does that mean better, worse, or ambivalent?

*zaps in*

El, I'll take care of rascal. Chop off the lil' one (iycmd).

Hey..I was a redhead ....once ;-P

Nite folks - sweet dreams!

Don't make this redhead get her wood chipper out. Although my roses could use a good mulchin'.

i wonder how long those girls will have jobs once their boss finds the video?

Articles and content in this section of the website are really amazing. From http://www.puneonnet.com

Personally, redheads have always been at the top of my list.


I love a woman who can synchronize well.

*Takes a peak at Jeff's list.*

Uh oh.

*Takes a peak at Jeff's list too*

Good mornin! ;-)

Greetings, one-time redhead.

*Sets launch coordinates for all bloglits into array of Moasters, adds slices, pushes down levers*

Keep watching the skies!

I think I get e-mail from these women, and, funny thing, they all claim to want to meet...me?

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