Random Thoughts VIII: The Ocho

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Not really. Hopp is like 43.
 
So a friend pastor friend of ours posted on FB a link to babylonbee.com which apparently is a satire website by Christians about Christians. The first comment on the post "Why don't they write these about islam?" response to that post "Because...you know!". Then the pastor kindly informed them that is was "for us by us" kind of thing and that all of the pastors at this large church enjoy it.
 
So a friend pastor friend of ours posted on FB a link to babylonbee.com which apparently is a satire website by Christians about Christians. The first comment on the post "Why don't they write these about islam?" response to that post "Because...you know!". Then the pastor kindly informed them that is was "for us by us" kind of thing and that all of the pastors at this large church enjoy it.

That's code for, "Don't go there". It's much more acceptable to poke fun at yourself and not take yourself seriously than to poke fun at others.
 
I didn't say I don't want to, just that she often wants to even more.

Let's just say, the spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. Or just tired.

We take care of each other plenty though.
I think we've heard enough. Go ice your balls.

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I never would have thought I'd get more than enough action after I was married to The Ice Queen.

New wifey is much more friendly.
 
I'm thinking about writing a love letter. How does this sound?


Dear Immortal Beloved,

My spirit is willing and my flesh is neither spongy nor bruised nor tired. OK, I'm a little tired but cut me some slack, I'm over 43 years old.
 
I'm thinking about writing a love letter. How does this sound?


Dear Immortal Beloved,

My spirit is willing and my flesh is neither spongy nor bruised nor tired. OK, I'm a little tired but cut me some slack, I'm over 43 years old.

Immortal Beloved? Is your wife a vampire? That must... suck.


I'm usually... up for anything. Sometimes I'm a little tuckered out after a long day at work. A little afternoon delight on the weekends is great though.
 
I'm thinking about writing a love letter. How does this sound?


Dear Immortal Beloved,

My spirit is willing and my flesh is neither spongy nor bruised nor tired. OK, I'm a little tired but cut me some slack, I'm over 43 years old.

And I think you've got a case for breach of contract on that whole television show deal. Next time get it in writing.

I, the undersigned, hereby promise to provide services in the form of coitus in exchange for dominion over the TV remote for the evening of (Insert Date Here__________). Services will be provided within 24 hours of this date or remote privileges will be forfeit for the next 2 days.
 
Me right now :mad:

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I feel you.

We're basically getting the following spiel:

"I know this last year was very challenging, and you are all on the verge of a meltdown. But we aren't going to replace any of your peers that have left for other jobs. We're going to spread out those clients on all of you. And you should feel lucky you still have a job here."

Or a slightly nicer version of that. Our platform is eventually going away, so they're not going to hire and train anyone new. I just don't want to be the last rat on this sinking ship.
 
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