Friday, September 11, 2009

Rainy Fridays

I wasn’t feeling good today, so I stayed home from work. I slept most of the morning. When I got up and signed onto work, I saw MM had emailed me not once, but twice. The second was because I had not responded to the earlier first email. He is a funny dude. Here is what he wrote:

Pick One:

Are You?

A) Avoiding me because you are in over your head and too busy to email

B) Avoiding me like the plague

C) Avoiding me cause you have the plague

D) Avoiding me because I did not comment on how attractive Mark is

E) Avoiding this email and will never answer

F) Avoiding you? Whatcho talkin bout jive mother Fu#$%!?

G) Avoiding me because you are a new mother and have elected to take 6 months off to play with your new baby and dog


My reply:
C...well not quite the plague, but I've been in bed most of the day
and not because there is a naked man next to me!

G... my old dog has decided to welcome the new baby and dog by puking
several times in the last few days! Need 6 months off to clean puke.



So he wrote:
Aww poor baby. I hope you feel better. :-(

....and now a poe-em...

A sicky is my muse
With no naked man to abuse
She needs chicken soup
Totally feels like poop
And is completely surrounded by doggy puke

Woe is she
At least she wrote to me
So it's not a complete bummer
Maybe some cheer
A poe-em for deer
Nah... maybe just some hummer

The End


My Reply:
Very nice...

Deer is the animal. Dear is me! No, that is woe is me! I'm too sick to make sense.
This would make a good rap song!


So he wrote:
When good words go wrong
Would make a nice song
One I'm sure you'll hear
If I could just spell right
It would not give a fright
To people far and near

Without further adieu
A song for you
one to take your spirits far
It's not a rap
It may cause a flap
I know you'll think it's queer....


Woe - my dear
A sickly dear

Ray - sells tools out of the store

Bea - an aunt on a TV show

Ka - That Egyptian word for soul

So - no naked man in bed?

LA - A city in CA

Tee - That thing you time in golf

At that brings us back to woe... woe, woe whoa


It’s not so bad being sick with friends like him!

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