MUPPET!

You Are Dr. Bunsen Honeydew

You take the title "mad scientist" to the extreme -with very scary things coming out of your lab. And you've invented some pretty cool things, from a banana sharpener to a robot politician. But while you're busy turning gold into cottage cheese, you need to watch out for poor little Beaker! "Oh, that's very naughty, Beaker! Now you eat these paper clips this minute."

The Muppet Personality Test

Monday's Post

I borrowed a few Thor books from Ikyam the other day. Once I started reading them I just couldn't put them down.

They were both relay good. I am supposed to go out of town this week for work... Though they can't seam to get the days strait, I still don't have a clue when I have to meet at the store for departure, or even what store.

It's summer witch means three things in retail. First their are a lot of good looking girls out in the store, (not that any of them are cuter than Crazy cat lady, but they don't thou cats.) second, their are a lot of ugly babies out their, (Not that I have seen the Troll Baby again, but I must be ever vigilant.) and lastly it is almost time for Christmas. Yes, plans are now in the works for that loathsome basterdised holiday. (It once use to be fun)

Well that's all I got today, Merry Christmas everyone!

The Troll Baby

While at work today I was at the service desk and heard a mother bragging about her child. I turned to give an annoyed look only to find the most hideous child that I have seen to date. It looked like some kind of troll baby. I swear it looked like one of those old troll dolls if you were to try to shave it bald.

Quite disgusted I turned my attention back to loading my cart with product that was to be returned to the shelves (or reshop). Well I must have angered the Troll Baby because the minute that it and it's mom left the store thick dark clouds moved in. Within the next two minutes a thunderstorm had hit. (Frickin' Troll Baby.)

The storm continued for a while and then it was time for me to call it a day. As I approached the doors it looked as though the storm had let up a bit. However on exiting the store I was proven wrong. I became quite drenched as I moved quickly to my truck. A mile from the store the downpour became a drizzle. Two miles from the store it looked as though I never rained.

I hate you Troll Baby,
I have a new nemesis.