Wellhell...I feel as if I have justly been hung up on a meat hook...and I can't blame a lick of it on Mud. ;^D
But I'm still feelin' mighty proud of my little joke, actually. Knowin' how most injuneers probably despise most marketeers. Isn't marketing always promising the world to the end user, and relying on the engineers to deliver?
So, by insinuatin' that you are/were in Marketing, I basiclly called you a Ford lover.
Mighty Presumptious of me!
"Yea well, I guess she saw the *end* to the product's lifespan."
LOL, and as fer my ex-wife, she left me for the owner of a Ford dealership.
Kin ya belief the DOUBLE insult there?
Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go wash off my little boat. Someone flicked boogers on it. What kinda Hoosier would do such a thing?
FRegards,
kayak-breath
Now, since our FRiend goldilucky has removed herself from consideration from such wicked endeavors, I must nominate the MUDster for this role. Any objections?
"Wellhell...I feel as if I have justly been hung up on a meat hook...and I can't blame a lick of it on Mud."
Yea well, you're still in training, too.
Greased eels are hard to catch, & Mud's a lot slipperier than that.
"But I'm still feelin' mighty proud of my little joke, actually. Knowin' how most injuneers probably despise most marketeers. Isn't marketing always promising the world to the end user, and relying on the engineers to deliver?"
Supposedly the relationship's some kind of Ying-Yang crap, or so I was told. Fact is, they're assholes plain & simple.
"So, by insinuatin' that you are/were in Marketing, I basiclly called you a Ford lover."
HA!!
~& here I was trying to be exceptionally *civil*, ya dork.
Well try this on for size: there's probably a blue oval on the front of your kayak. OK?
"Mighty Presumptious of me!"
Yup
"LOL, and as fer my ex-wife, she left me for the owner of a Ford dealership.
Kin ya belief the DOUBLE insult there?"
"Double insult"?
Ohmygawwwwwd.
I dare say it's a good deal more than that.
That woman was realllllll spiteful, huh.
Would've easily killed Landru.
(~you must wanna trade up that mangey ol' Ford kayak for one with a Bowtie, don'tcha?)
"Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go wash off my little boat. Someone flicked boogers on it. What kinda Hoosier would do such a thing?"
Ahhhh...one with a bad aim?
Since -- I'm *sure* -- you were the target. {g}
"kayak-breath"
Which smells like dead seal skins.
....blechhh.