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04 February 2008 @ 01:15 pm
Plea to the flist...  
Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to make me grin.

I'm having a spectacularly bad day dealing with numpties, I have a meeting in half an hour that I really am not looking forward to.

I need something to make me grin.

Fic, graphics, icons, comment spammery, comment porn... any and all of the above?

*bats eyelashes*
Current Mood: nervousapprehensive
technopagan hippie chickgeminilove_ca on February 4th, 2008 03:03 pm (UTC)
A little old woman went to the dentist. It had been a few years since her last visit and it was obvious to the dentist that she was nervous. It make her feel more at ease, he started to talk as he prepared to work on her.

As he snapped on his gloves, he said, "You know how they make these? The factory has a giant tub of liquid latex and every employee walks by and sticks their hands in. When the latex dries, they peel the gloves off and toss them in a box."

The woman said nothing, so the dentist shrugged and started his work. After a few moments, the old woman in his chair began to giggle hysterically. Pulling away, he asked her, "What's wrong?"

"I was just thinking about how condoms are made!"
the girl who used to dance on fire and brimstone: simon//laugh - lit_glitterwhiskyinmind on February 4th, 2008 03:11 pm (UTC)

Okay, that makes me laugh far more than I should!