Monday, June 07, 2004

While The Gorgons Are Sleeping

1. Why can't the asphalt whistle?
2. Who's the card shark in the cellophane pants?
3. Is the Fruit Brute in season and by whom?
4. Which way to the radiator tree?
5. Who left the snickering crowbar out in the sun so long?
6. Are the mallets for rent and what are the going rates in Chuck Connors rookie cards?
7. Which brand of margarine is prefered by 4 out of 5 heads of state?
8. Where is that less than pleasant Sherpa eminating from?
9. How did the wombats take the fortress?
10. Why have you glued the camels to the tarmac?
11. Is it my turn to burp the gold ingots you simpering twerp?
12. Do you expect me to believe that and for how many Chuck Connors rookie cards?


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  3. Normally I applaud the use of one line sentences and question marks and numbers divisible by 6. But I dare say this display could be construed (by those who engage in elucidation and the like) as a breach of company security and, further still, a breach of our core firm ethics [pending]. Questions to ensure computer fortification, even those which have passed on to the great colloquy holding station in the cyber sky, ought not be paraded out in plain sight without prior written approval by myself, the guy who makes the coffee (me again), and 2 of the 5 starters from the 1976 Atlanta Braves (none of whom were under any pitch count, I might add). In the future, please use other less sundry methods to concurrently transgress company policy and raise my ire to levels not seen since the disputed semi-final game during last Spring's foosball invitational. Also, would it hurt you to bring in some creamer once in awhile?


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