Boycott!

So this morning, right? I wheel into the parking lot an hour late, and my boss is out there. Before he can say anything, I hold up my finger, then use it to point at the bumper sticker I made last night, which reads: Join the AW boycott against Daylight Savings Time.

He goes, my boss he goes, he goes: "It's against policy to display political slogans..."

So I'm all: "It's not political--AW is a multi-denominational hate group!"

Before he can say anything else, I give him the hand to talk to, and run into the building, laughing over my shoulder: "Power to the people, m%&#@& - f#$@&r!"

He says, my boss he says, he says: "But you're middle management!"

Right now, I've barricaded myself in one of the offices. I have snacks and stuff to hold out allright, and actually it's kind of comfortable. After all, it is my own office....

So, FELLOW REVOLUTIONARIES! What's our next move?

Good stuff Ben thanks--what tunes should I use?

Thanks everyone--it's all coming together. They "oohed" over the songs (didn't hear any "ahh"-ing, though), and when I started reading the Manifesto, a film crew and some Tommy Lee Jones looking guys showed up in the parking lot. They called my phoneline to see if I want to talk to anyone, and I said "I already am, on my computer...."

Wait, here comes some technical looking equipment out of that van now...

I'll keep you all posted, and they said for you all to stay online, too.

That's it boys....yeah, cuff the ankles too. Wait, I'm in! His password was apparently dclarysux...

May I have your attention--I am Director Erskins of the...well, let's just say that the exact name of my Department shouldn't concern you. I have confiscated Mr. Meerkat's computer. I now ask your cooperation that you all stay on the line as we run some....some tests, is all. All except the user named Gordon--you're free to come and go as you please, having expressed a willingness to break ties with this....group....at least.

Please do not close out any windows for other programs that may be running, and do not for any reason use your delete key.

Have a nice day.

Leave me go! Leave me g-- Unhh

pant pant

Hey Hon! If you get this message, quick--turn on Channel 5 news!!!

You clowns leave me alon---what's that? You're all done? Leaving already...I'll say this has been 'some sort of misunderstanding!' I'm gonna put a mean note on my tax return, just you wait.

Otay, everybody, I'm back. That sure was disturbing, eh?

I'm afraid of TIO!

Great I-D-aaaay,
Lady Jay!

Those bad TIO people. They think they have the best back yard barbeque; and they're all "Oh, did I leave my publisher's receipts over on your coffee table by accident," or "Did you see Celine at my place last week?"

But then, when they don't like you just because you don't know what TIO or rep points or speling end grammer are, they're all: "Get out! Get the @#$% out, you salamander fart!"

And it makes me sad. Then when they don't have a newbie to kill, they turn on each other, remembering which ones are nazis and which ones are homeschooled. It's just darned scary, that TIO....

MM, you have the keys to the nuclear weapons, and "Tease In Obfuscation" is your response? Why did we spend all those Bronco Bucks on nukes if we never take 'em out for a test drive?

Toasted Intellectual Oppressors!