More punnies, flow glow, returning an asset, and three-quarters-of-a-ton of fun…

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Two cannibals are eating a clown. One says to the other: “Does this taste funny to you?”


An invisible man marries an invisible woman. The kids were nothing to look at either.


A woman has twins and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named “Ahmal.” The other goes to a family in Spain; they name him “Juan.” Year’s later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her husband responds, “They’re twins! If you’ve seen Juan, you’ve seen Ahmal.”

I worked at home this morning, and then drove to the office to work for the afternoon.

I met Rhonda for lunch, which was great and full of laughs, which is no different from any other time we get together.

Before lunch, she came up to my office to listen to my rap. In the course of discussing what I learned about “rhyming” in rap, she said to me, “You know, rap is not so much about the rhyme as it is about the flow.” This was a technical rap term that I had not been familiar with, but I could easily relate to what it meant.

Too funny, as later in the day, I got this e-mail from Milton about my rap:

MC Nematome in the HOUSE!!!!

I did listen to your rap! Hilarious! You sound straight gangsta yo! Not a bad flow neither. If we did have an STC rap battle, you would own that shit.

Check out the Apple Juice Kid; he is a local beat producer who is blowing up right now — fo’ real. He could make some sick beats for you.


I was, like, “Dude, I’m pickin’ up whacha layin’ down. I really concentrated on the flow. Thanks for noticin’. ”

I was in the office until 8:00 PM, finishing my day by navigating through a ridiculous process to “return an asset.” I had to work in no less than three applications in order to complete a request to turn in a PC that I no longer need.

I managed to avoid all State Fair traffic by staying on I-40 East, instead of taking the Wade Avenue exit, and taking Gorman home.

I met Joe and Kevin (av8rdude) at Flex at 11:30 for Trailer Park Prize Night, where tonight about three-quarters-of-a-ton of fun was had – literally.

After their song, each drag queen stopped on regular bathroom-variety scale, and “weighed in.” The results:

Mary K. Mart
239.5
Rodessa Roadhard
255
Sundae Love
375
Eunice Rae
415.5
Miss Mims
245.5
Total 1530 fucking pounds.

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