Those of you who know me (probably just a few of you) will instantly understand why this story made me bust out laughing just now.
Wow. Just wow.
Posted by Miro (Member # 1178) on :
Care to explain it to the rest of us?
Posted by IdemosthenesI (Member # 862) on :
Well, I wanted to see if anybody got it, but...
Well, I guess that's what I get for never posting. Basically, I attended the Texas State Democratic Convention last year. I am a Card Carrying Member of the ACLU and Amnesty International. While I try to remain non-partisan in my thinking, I'm an unabashed democrat and I want to go into politics after I graduate.
And my name is Nathan Taylor.
Posted by Miro (Member # 1178) on :
Heh.
Posted by Jim-Me (Member # 6426) on :
so where's the money, Nate?
Posted by IdemosthenesI (Member # 862) on :
Not telling! I mean... the liberal media made me do it!
Posted by mothertree (Member # 4999) on :
OK, I guess that sort of starts to qualify as surreal.
The other day I got a phone call:
Me: Hello? Caller: What did you do with my Ginger Ale? Me: This is <name> Caller: What did you do with my liquor? Me: You've reached a business. Caller: What did you do with my Ginger Ale and my liquor? Me: You've reached <name> at <business>. Caller: What? Me: I think you have a wrong number. Caller: I can't hear you. I guess I'll have to go without my Southern Comfort for tonight. Me: Try calling again. I think you got the wrong number (slower and louder). Caller: Oh, I guess that might be...
It would have been funny, except it was also really... disturbing.
Posted by Stray (Member # 4056) on :
Surreal stuff only ever happens to me in my sleep, and I don't remember it afterwards. But judging by some of the stuff my husband claims I've said while asleep, I go somewhere very, very weird indeed.
Posted by Kwea (Member # 2199) on :