"I went to work last Tuesday at my office on the Pinzel building in lovely
downtown Arizona - maybe you know it? Anyway, so I'm sitting in my chair (it's
sort of old and purple, but I love it!!) So I have to make a phone call to my
old buddy Simmons, in sales (we sort of have a little rivalry going - but he's
basically a great guy). I've got this fancy new AT&T phone - it's all
fancy-dancy and high tech, I guess that's just the way things are these days.
So I reach down to grab the receiver - and (get this!) someone had moved my
phone to the other side of my desk! The whole office cracked up - I nearly
died! What a day!"
"I'm unemployed, but I'm sure something funny could happen if I had the chance.
Can I have the $50?"
"Me and the boys at the office have always been kind of wacky. Oftentimes,
after work we'd go to a bar and drink beer! So this one time, we undertipped
the waitress. Boy, was she pissed! And I'll never forget the time me and Jim
played this game of pool, and I made this shot! Woah! The ball bounced right
off the table and into Bobby's beer! We laughed and laughed! The times we
"Highly trained professional assassins like me don't get much opportunity for
antics - but when we do, it's a gigglefest. Like this one time when I shot the
wrong guy. Okay, it wasn't that funny, but at the time, me and the guys were
slappin' our knees with hilarity! We still are..."
"Working at an underground child pornography magazine, one naturally gets a lot
of opportunities for hijinks. But they're all illegal. They're funny, though.
Where's my $50?"
"I'm a priest. I was innocently torturing eight small kittens and screaming my
love for Satan, my robes drenched in kitten blood. When I suddenly realized
that it was actually Sunday morning, and a bunch of people were watching me
deliver a sermon. Ha Ha!"
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