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Started by East Coast Hustle, May 29, 2009, 07:22:55 PM

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the last yatto

sounds like you need to make her quit before you do.
getting ramsey would be a longshot, but possible with lots of "fan letters"

p. oak on the toilet seat be a great opening volley
Look, asshole:  Your 'incomprehensible' act, your word-salad, your pinealism...It BORES ME.  I've been incomprehensible for so long, I TEACH IT TO MBA CANDIDATES.  So if you simply MUST talk about your pineal gland or happy children dancing in the wildflowers, go talk to Roger, because he digs that kind of shit

Sir Squid Diddimus

Quote from: East Coast Hustle on June 01, 2009, 06:18:09 PM
no, I won't do that, or anything like that. He was my dad's best friend for years and did enough for both of us that I would never do anything that would fuck him over like that. And my beef is mostly not with him. He's too busy with his other projects to pay much attention to what's going on at the restaurant other than eating there once in a while to make sure the food is good. I'm going for the subtle "fuck you" here.

oh. oops.
i got nuthin then  :?

East Coast Hustle

Quote from: East Coast Hustle on June 01, 2009, 06:18:09 PM
no, I won't do that, or anything like that. He was my dad's best friend for years and did enough for both of us that I would never do anything that would fuck him over like that. And my beef is mostly not with him. He's too busy with his other projects to pay much attention to what's going on at the restaurant other than eating there once in a while to make sure the food is good. I'm going for the subtle "fuck you" here.



please disregard this. the gloves are totally off and all options up to and including a limited tactical nuclear strike will be considered.

ECH,
quitting soon anyway. fuck it.
Rabid Colostomy Hole Jammer of the Coming Apocalypse™

The Devil is in the details; God is in the nuance.


Some yahoo yelled at me, saying 'GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH', and I thought, "I'm feeling generous today.  Why not BOTH?"

LMNO


Cramulus


LMNO


Corvidia

Does she have an office or something? A place where she keeps personal things? Take all her shit and hide it where she either won't think to look or can't get at. And then when you leave, leave it on her desk.
One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
Seven for a secret never to be told.

Sir Squid Diddimus

poop on her desk.
if she has no desk, poop on her chest.

LMNO


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

They said "Space dock" in the new Star Trek. I refuse to believe they were unaware.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Sir Squid Diddimus


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Upon reading this, the gears in my head began to turn. I will remind the ladies and gentlemen of the jury that when this occurs, my only recourse is to enter a plea of insanity.

I came up with several ideas for the imminent hijinks that would no doubt be happening during the next few episodes of this man's sitcom, 80% of which would most likely end with my arraignment due to violations of frottage law, armistice treaties, and the FCC.

Nonetheless, I believe I have found the least acrimonious yet most socially viable revenge tactic:

1. Start collecting junk mail that has pre-paid envelopes inside of it.
2. Start collecting bricks.
3. Bring both to post office (The united states postal service has to send anything up to the weight and size of a brick in these postage paid envelopes, just tape it to the outside.)
4.Address to boss, boss' daughter, anybody else who has it coming but whom you just don't care enough about to actually show up at their house and lob said bricks through the window. It implies a rakish air of laziness that I find appealing and your hapless victims will find incredibly annoying.

ENJOY!

-General Stuart

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: General Stuart on June 12, 2009, 09:46:32 PM
Upon reading this, the gears in my head began to turn. I will remind the ladies and gentlemen of the jury that when this occurs, my only recourse is to enter a plea of insanity.

I came up with several ideas for the imminent hijinks that would no doubt be happening during the next few episodes of this man's sitcom, 80% of which would most likely end with my arraignment due to violations of frottage law, armistice treaties, and the FCC.

Nonetheless, I believe I have found the least acrimonious yet most socially viable revenge tactic:

1. Start collecting junk mail that has pre-paid envelopes inside of it.
2. Start collecting bricks.
3. Bring both to post office (The united states postal service has to send anything up to the weight and size of a brick in these postage paid envelopes, just tape it to the outside.)
4.Address to boss, boss' daughter, anybody else who has it coming but whom you just don't care enough about to actually show up at their house and lob said bricks through the window. It implies a rakish air of laziness that I find appealing and your hapless victims will find incredibly annoying.

ENJOY!

-General Stuart

You can't change the address on postage-paid envelopes, it's illegal.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


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True...

But this is the least illegal thing I could think to post here.

So, just send the bricks back to the bill collectors and Franklin Mint Reps, it's still fun.

Epimetheus

How much would mailing someone a brick really annoy them? Seems like the progression would be first a little confusion, then just getting rid of the thing.
Secondarily, annoying people is fun sometimes, but what does it accomplish? Keep in mind - mindfuck does not just mean headache.
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