OMG! I’m so sorry, Philip, if I had offended you! I didn’t mean to make you chuckle last week when I shared something that’s unorthodox. Tonight, I made a funny! I didn’t realize I had humor inside of moi.
So, I was researching the word ‘spunky’, which seems normal for describing a highly-spirited being, like Punky Brewster, the American sit-com star on television.
So, when I further researched the word ‘spunk’, the meaning took on whole new meaning that probably described you! I actually was thinking about you when I created the ‘*word”.
Bahaha! I was probably influenced somehow at the subconscious level to have chosen that ‘*word’ and so it stuck with me nonchalantly until tonight! I’m not from Australia or New Zealand but have a platonic relationship abroad somewhere, no doubt, to have produce that ‘*word’.
“Do or not do!” you once said unto Ty during a staff meeting before he messed up his decision to mess me up. Now I’m pissed-off just working there with the place. It’s so god-damned noisy with that white-ass freaking noise hovering overhead! WTF? Must I complain to my temp agency?
I did in my previous job and they hauled OSHA to oversee the dungeon. Seriously, I’m a bitch! I’ve got a record of being a good bitch, an honest and hard-working bitch! I make noise and y’all better listen.
Oh, and it was gracious for Madame Cherie COO to introduce Mrs. B, a founder of the place. This elderly woman has a strong grip. She wouldn’t let my right hand go. ‘Yes, ma’am’! I said. I shoulda told her, ‘I reckon so! Or yessiree Bob, you gray-haird toid, through you lipless smile’!
Oh, and do you know who’s that whitish chap up front? You know, that handsome dude that hovered around Mrs. B, the same one that hugged Ty in elation upon his happy acknowledgement of her presence? My god, you reptilians can’t seem to hide your true color from moi. Sheesh!
Anyway, as I said, I like your spunk, you spunky piece of shit! But I still don’t understand why you’d use that bloody imagery of chopping off the hands when anyone raises it up, don’t shoot deal? Are you reptilians always fighting and using violence for humor’s sake? I don’t get it. I saw blood spurting upward, though.
So what’s up with me. What? What?
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