Friday, August 14, 2009

Respect

Hey people I adore, whats going on? Rhetorical question! What's happening is, you are reading. End of story.






Not really. If I had done that, this would be a very depressing read. but on to the fun...
I call it: Kyles from the fifth dimension. And yes, I did notice it looks like kyle is pooping, or at least trying to.



I think I gained the respect of one of my co-workers today. I was in the break room getting ready to leave, when she walked in and said, "not every day is this bad."
To which I responded, "Bad? No. Today was fun."
"Why was that?"
"Because if I have a choice between a bad day and a good, I will always choose good."
She seemed puzzled by the words I had just spoken, but then she smiled, looked me dead in the eyes and said, "Thank you"
Its at times like those, you realize that the only was people truly, truly listen to you is when they respect you. If you tell some random person to change their life, will they listen? But tell someone who fears/loves/worships/understands you and they will listen.

Now It's time for a short script. Honestly I am only putting this on here because Jason put one up. And in all honesty I might as well be riding his coat tails. But here goes nothing...

How 'bout a story of a guy, a guy who is abnormal. OK how's this: a bunch of guys are sitting around a picnic table and one by one they all list off what they are eating. (Its about 5-11 guys)
Guy 1:OK, show what ya got boys. But no one can top my fake plastic sandwich I stole from my daughter's fake kitchen.
Guy 2:I'm eating salt :3
Guy 3:Same as always...broken glass
Guy 4:My wife made my lunch today :) Ha, it's a note that says, "I want a divorce"
Guy 1:Oh fuck you Glen...do you want to trade?
Guy 5:NO! No trading. I AM EATING THIS TABLE!!!!
Guy 6:Suck it bitches, cat litter.
Guy 7: I'll do you one better. This morning I went to the doctor and had my heart removed and replaced with an artificial one.
Guy3:What did he do with your heart?
Guy 7:(blood all over his face) never mind
Guy 1:What about you Jim?
Guy 8:GUN! (puts gun in mouth and camera turns away. You hear a gun shot, and everyone gets covered in blood)
Guy 9:Shhhh! I'm doing photosynthesis
Guy 4:Adam, what about you?
Guy 10:I got a black person.
Everyone:Dude! That's fuckin' racist. Get the hell away from our table. (guy 10 leaves)
Guy 11:Ok, anyone want some of this Korean guy?


That's what I got. Help if you want, or don't.

And here is a video of what happens in Taylor's mind


Sometimes, hope is what makes us smile.
Other times, a smile is what can bring us hope.
-MC Taylor McPondy

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