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No. No, man. Shit, no, man. I believe you'd get your ass kicked sayin' something like that, man.

let me ask you this... if am in the kitchen, fixing a bagel. and i've only been at work for two minutes, and it's monday, and someone comes in whistling a happy tune and says to me, in a boisterous voice "and how are YOU this fine monday morning?" ... i get to punch them in the face, right? that's what i thought.

llyod's going down.

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fuck yeah. no one's allowed to be that chipper first thing monday morning. and the Office Space quote is perfect for that post, btw...

And how fitting is it that this guy's name is Lloyd? Awwww....poor Lloyd. Hehe

i'm sorry to say that lloyd is just my nickname for him. because once, we were away in portland to visit the baby techs. we were having a wonderful steak dinner. truly wonderful. and i had a cocktail called a blood drop. it had orange juice from blood oranges. and it had a liquor of such high quality, why it was just like drinking juice. i gulped that thing down on an empty stomach and BAMF! instaneous buzz for a lightweight like me. i accidentally called him lloyd, and decided i liked it. [it was hysterically funny at the time.]

he is also known as mr. evildeb.

Ahhh.....Mr. Evildeb is Lloyd? Ok, now it's all starting to fall into place. I am definitely not a morning person, but I think you should leave Mr. Evildeb alone because he loved my Mac'n'Cheese, and therefore is on my shiny, happy, people list. =)