Every now and then, you need a little wake up call at your desk. One of my co-workers must have noticed that my heart needed to be jump started so she sent me a little gift:
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| Thank God for some Robert Pattinson. Now that I'm wide awake and my bucket is positioned directly under my chair, I may proceed. :) |
The same co-worker sent me this gem of a funny. I had to share:
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| It's a one stop shop for all gangstas alike! I wish I could get my hoes and blunts at the same store! Shiiiiit. |
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| Get it right you dumb fucks! I so wish I could hang this one up at my desk!! |
A guy walks into his bedroom with a sheep under his arm;
his wife is lying in bed reading.
The guy says,
"This is the pig I have sex with whenever you have a headache."
The wife replies, "I think you'll find, that is a sheep."
The guy says, "I think YOU'LL find I was talking to the sheep!"
Bahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Too funny!! Supa would promptly get knocked the fuck out!!
Has anyone seen the new 2Pac hologram that is performing live in concert (coming soon to a venue near you)?? Supa was don't let me fool you, still is a huge 2Pac fan when I met him. He is the one that brought this to my attention. Apparently, Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre got together and paid for someone else to create created a hologram of 2Pac himself so that he could "perform" on stage even through his death. Supa watched the entire concert and he's hooked. Me, not so much. I'm skeptical. I do agree that it looks pretty believable, semi-real and kinda awesome but it didn't blow me away to the point of wanting to spend my money to go see it in person. (Supa, I'm sure is ready to run out and get his ticket.)
Without further ado, here's the video. Let me know what you think:
I just want to go ahead and put it out there. I have already predicted that by the time we're old, all dead artists will be recreated through holograms so that there will be hundreds of concerts completely done this way. One day we will be able to see Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson in full concert just as if they were alive. I'm no Farmer's Almanac but I see it coming. This is just the beginning.
K, so I was on Twitter the other night (yes, I Tweet) when I saw a cool post by our lovely, Lady Gaga. It cracked me up.
Just in case you fall and scrape your monster knee! I'll be there :) l love you, you bandage me up when I need it! Xox pic.twitter.com/sEVSlQXY
I think I'm going to need to purchase some of these. I'm sure my zombie loving Neon would adore them.
Look, okay, my friend Red says "Cray, cray" all the time. I think she got it from Ellen Degeneres and the shit is so funny that I've started saying it myself. It means that you're fucking bat shit crazy. Then, I came across this:
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| You can't really mess up using cray or swag. You can however overuse it and THAT may result in a punch to the throat. What the hell is yolo? No one really says that. Right?! |
Yesterday, Lolly and I were at Walmart on our lunch break together (YAY, she works in my building now and we get to spend much more quality time together!!) shopping and looking around. We came across this:
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| Yep, those are pickle pops. Pickle juice, in a plastic sleeve, ready to freeze for your frozen Popsicle enjoyment. Fucking what?! I won't lie, I occasionally enjoy a swig of pickle juice but this is just taking an occasionally swig to a whole other level. WHO the fuck has these in their freezer? Wait, I don't even want to know. |
We stood. We stared. I took my picture and then we walked away, forever disturbed yet intrigued. Pickle pops, huh? Who would have thunk??!!
J. Strawberry has had the pleasure of working side by side with me. We have also had many life conversations about all sorts of things. Since we have a history she knows me pretty well. She sends me this funny today and says that it's SO me....Well, let's see what her perception of me is:
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| Um yeah, I would have to say, J. sure knew it when she saw it. If you don't immediately think of me when you see this, you don't really know me. |
I have a big mouth and usually I'm proud of it. I did tell J. that sometimes, I wish I could learn to control it better but I hear that comes with age.
How the fuck I work in a call center and keep my job is beyond me!!! I think that the job is actually TEACHING me how to control myself. I can't just curse people out all day long and tell them what fucking idiots they are or I wouldn't have a job. Writing this blog helps me too. I can say whatever I want and get away with it. Because remember, if you don't like it, you can always go read someone else's fru-fru bullshit. No one is holding you captive on my page. Ah, the beauty of the Internet.
And, last but not least, one more funny. That same co-worker that sent me the beautiful picture of *RPatz at the beginning of this post just sent me this:
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| I have never.....I don't even have any comments about this one. Spongebob said it all with that look on his face. |
That's about it for today. I'm fresh out of awesomeness for right now.
Until Monday,
Apple Darling
**(for the newbies): RPatz = Robert Pattinson
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