Ah, here's the quote about that Tarot comic I was thinking about
I gotta admit, folks: For the first time, I am legitimately envious of Jim Balent as a writer. I mean, I like to think of myself as a pretty creative guy and I’ve come up with a couple of wacky premises in my time, but man. A Haunted Vagina?! You could lock me in a room with nothing to do but come up with the weirdest plots I could imagine, and not in a year would I come up with a man fighting a haunted vagina. And even more, it makes no sense: If her vagina is haunted, where does she have to get out of?! Where is she going to go to escape her own ghost-riddled nether-bits?
And yet, it is beautiful in its purity. It is, in two sentences, everything that Tarot: Witch of the Black Rose is about. It’s why I read the book. Because every now and then, it gets so bad, so unrelentingly stupid, that is somehow loops back around to become brilliant for eleven words.
yesss
And then there's this NSFL gem
Don't be fooled into thinking Tarot is worth reading though, it's generally just really stupid and porny, instead of relentless-divide-by-zero-stupid that makes you crack up laughing
I was expecting the infamous "My vagina is haunted" panel. That's a weird comic.
Its weird as hell and just plain dumb.
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I'm starting thinking someone/some group is deliberately fucking with Comcast.
Alright, so, guess it's a good time as any for an update.
As of this morning after speaking with my company's HR I will be transitioning over to being an Accounts Payable Specialist.
And so begins your long feud with Herbert Kornfeld, of the Accounts Receivable crew.
I gots my dope spreadsheets, my hangin' file folders, my delinquent-account file, my paper clips, my Post-It note dispenser, my monthly desk planner, my Midstate Office Supply business cards, my four-color ball-point pen, my motherfuckin' dot-matrix printer address labels, and my stoopid-fresh three-hole punch. Not to mention my computer. I swear, if I see any of y'all within three feet of my computer, I'll put a Lee Van Cleef on your bitch ass. I'll come at you like a mother fuck.
Take what happened just last week. Judy Metzger, this li'l skank-ass ho from Accounts Payable, be runnin' her ass around the office, puttin' cupcakes wit' the goddamn smiley faces and shit on people's desks. I'm like, "Whus this smiley-face shit y'all be puttin' on my desk?" And she's like, "I made cupcakes for everyone in the office last night!"
Now, I don't take shit from nobody, and I sure as hell don't take no shit from some bitch from Accounts Payable, so I picks up my letter opener and do some crazy kung-fu shit on her. "Flag yo' ass outta here, bitch, and keep yo' fuckin' cupcake shit offa my fly desk."
Nest time you're in a protest, aspire to up your protest game like this, since this beats the shit out of some weak "banks got bailed out we got sold out" style drone
Alright, so, guess it's a good time as any for an update.
As of this morning after speaking with my company's HR I will be transitioning over to being an Accounts Payable Specialist.
Grats! Does that come with perks? Like say, overwatch beta invites?
Man I wish!
Will get a raise in a few months once probationary period is over but sadly nothing else. Well, unless you consider not having to deal with dumbass logistics and dispatchers on a constant basis. So I guess the perk is me getting a shred of sanity back.
Alright, so, guess it's a good time as any for an update.
As of this morning after speaking with my company's HR I will be transitioning over to being an Accounts Payable Specialist.
And so begins your long feud with Herbert Kornfeld, of the Accounts Receivable crew.
I gots my dope spreadsheets, my hangin' file folders, my delinquent-account file, my paper clips, my Post-It note dispenser, my monthly desk planner, my Midstate Office Supply business cards, my four-color ball-point pen, my motherfuckin' dot-matrix printer address labels, and my stoopid-fresh three-hole punch. Not to mention my computer. I swear, if I see any of y'all within three feet of my computer, I'll put a Lee Van Cleef on your bitch ass. I'll come at you like a mother fuck.
Take what happened just last week. Judy Metzger, this li'l skank-ass ho from Accounts Payable, be runnin' her ass around the office, puttin' cupcakes wit' the goddamn smiley faces and shit on people's desks. I'm like, "Whus this smiley-face shit y'all be puttin' on my desk?" And she's like, "I made cupcakes for everyone in the office last night!"
Now, I don't take shit from nobody, and I sure as hell don't take no shit from some bitch from Accounts Payable, so I picks up my letter opener and do some crazy kung-fu shit on her. "Flag yo' ass outta here, bitch, and keep yo' fuckin' cupcake shit offa my fly desk."
Hah! Jokes on the rest of the office. I don't know how to make cupcakes!
I've got a Lenovo power brick that won't charge a Lenovo laptop. The brick has no handy LEDs.
I've got no alternate laptops or bricks. I want to find out if the brick is, uh, bricked, or whether it's the laptop connector. I do have a multimeter, which I'm not terribly familiar with.
halp plz
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I did not realise that they had sort of finally added a new colour to magic the gathering.
Homogeneous distribution of your varieties of amuse-gueule
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Its weird as hell and just plain dumb.
And so begins your long feud with Herbert Kornfeld, of the Accounts Receivable crew.
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Wow.
This shadowrun is going to be a shit show.
right? it's the most misandrist of all smoking!
there are no giant talking eagles
Plainly, you are smoking the wrong stuff. Talking eagles are the least of the things I can see.
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EDIT: This being from 2012, and this being 2016, gives the line "We will die free" an edge
europe is not new zealand
*sticks pipe in mouth*
*smokes it*
Man I wish!
Will get a raise in a few months once probationary period is over but sadly nothing else. Well, unless you consider not having to deal with dumbass logistics and dispatchers on a constant basis. So I guess the perk is me getting a shred of sanity back.
*PS DON'T DO IT IT'S AWFUL*
It is a risk I'm willing to accept.
Hah! Jokes on the rest of the office. I don't know how to make cupcakes!
vices are evil
*chugs pepsi, plays video game*
*gasp*
Pepsi is the -devil's drink-
Better then the stuff that comes out of the devil's ass. *eyes a bottle of Coca-Cola*
yeah he's probably got like a seven figure annual salary with bonuses and stock options
the reds always had the best songs
I've got no alternate laptops or bricks. I want to find out if the brick is, uh, bricked, or whether it's the laptop connector. I do have a multimeter, which I'm not terribly familiar with.
halp plz