That's what I love about this place and hangin' out with you folks-- throw out something weird, hum a few bars, go to the kitchen and fix a drink or two, come back and you go from staplers to Office Space (love that movie!) to Alanis to forms of irony to train tracks and back to staplers. Definitely an All Encompassing Trip!
Like winning the lottery, and dying the next day.
Like rain on your wedding day.
Isn't it ironic?
like goin down on him in a the-atre. opps wrong song
Makes much more sense...
2011: East Troy, WI 1 & 2; Toronto ON 1 & 2; Hamilton ON
2012: Berlin, Germany 1& 2; Stockholm Sweden; Oslo Norway; Copenhagen Denmark
2013: Wrigley Field- Chicago, IL; Philadelphia, PA 1 & 2; Hartford, CT; Vancouver BC; Seattle, WA.
2014: Cincinnati, OH; St. Louis, MO; Moline, IL; Milwaukee, WI 2016: Wrigley Field- Chicago 1&2
I hate when you have a HUGE stack of papers and you know the damn stapler can't handle it, but you jam the huge stack in there anyways and you slam your hand down, thinking "I'll get this mutherfucker through and have a nicely bound package of papers held together by a tiny metal claw!" Then you slam your hand down and wake up a few co-workers and as you pull the huge stack of papers out, you realize that the staple got its ass kicked and one of the "legs" is sticking out all bent to one side and your papers are kinda crinked now, so you try to remove the staple, thinking that you can slam it harder to get it through, but when you attampt to remove the staple, it cracks your fingernail and a little bit of blood starts to come out and you know that should be your final warning to forfeit to the goddamn stapler, but you just smash it down one more time and kill a second staple...and maybe a third before you just go get one of those clamp things.
I hate when you have a HUGE stack of papers and you know the damn stapler can't handle it, but you jam the huge stack in there anyways and you slam your hand down, thinking "I'll get this mutherfucker through and have a nicely bound package of papers held together by a tiny metal claw!" Then you slam your hand down and wake up a few co-workers and as you pull the huge stack of papers out, you realize that the staple got its ass kicked and one of the "legs" is sticking out all bent to one side and your papers are kinda crinked now, so you try to remove the staple, thinking that you can slam it harder to get it through, but when you attampt to remove the staple, it cracks your fingernail and a little bit of blood starts to come out and you know that should be your final warning to forfeit to the goddamn stapler, but you just smash it down one more time and kill a second staple...and maybe a third before you just go get one of those clamp things.
I hate when you have a HUGE stack of papers and you know the damn stapler can't handle it, but you jam the huge stack in there anyways and you slam your hand down, thinking "I'll get this mutherfucker through and have a nicely bound package of papers held together by a tiny metal claw!" Then you slam your hand down and wake up a few co-workers and as you pull the huge stack of papers out, you realize that the staple got its ass kicked and one of the "legs" is sticking out all bent to one side and your papers are kinda crinked now, so you try to remove the staple, thinking that you can slam it harder to get it through, but when you attampt to remove the staple, it cracks your fingernail and a little bit of blood starts to come out and you know that should be your final warning to forfeit to the goddamn stapler, but you just smash it down one more time and kill a second staple...and maybe a third before you just go get one of those clamp things.
I hate when you have a HUGE stack of papers and you know the damn stapler can't handle it, but you jam the huge stack in there anyways and you slam your hand down, thinking "I'll get this mutherfucker through and have a nicely bound package of papers held together by a tiny metal claw!" Then you slam your hand down and wake up a few co-workers and as you pull the huge stack of papers out, you realize that the staple got its ass kicked and one of the "legs" is sticking out all bent to one side and your papers are kinda crinked now, so you try to remove the staple, thinking that you can slam it harder to get it through, but when you attampt to remove the staple, it cracks your fingernail and a little bit of blood starts to come out and you know that should be your final warning to forfeit to the goddamn stapler, but you just smash it down one more time and kill a second staple...and maybe a third before you just go get one of those clamp things.
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2011: East Troy, WI 1 & 2; Toronto ON 1 & 2; Hamilton ON
2012: Berlin, Germany 1& 2; Stockholm Sweden; Oslo Norway; Copenhagen Denmark
2013: Wrigley Field- Chicago, IL; Philadelphia, PA 1 & 2; Hartford, CT; Vancouver BC; Seattle, WA.
2014: Cincinnati, OH; St. Louis, MO; Moline, IL; Milwaukee, WI
2016: Wrigley Field- Chicago 1&2
Agreed!
WOW! You are quite determined!