Saturday, June 16, 2018
The Feminine View of History
-Have you watched World Cup?
-Dive-o-rama? Wouldn’t miss it!
-Not since nuns acted out minor biblical
stories, has there been such excitement!
-Be still my heart! But there IS... extraordinary footwork, yes?
-Any collection of ragamuffins does
it as well.
-At any rate, the Greats are even greater
dramatists.
-Like common schnooks fetching the mail and slipping. But then the horrible PAIN!
-Passing o’er their supremely ugly brillo-
bearded faces!
-Academy-Fuckin-Award!
-And often it’s a phantom fall with no
other nun in the vicinity.
-The facial distortions even worse then!
-What a thoroughgoing girly-girly fraud!
-And they wonder why it doesn’t catch
on here?
-We have our politics. Where men are
whiny broads also.
-And the women more butch than men!
-The former should learn this Fairy Soccer!
-Oh no! Heavens to Betsy! That would
so SO! frighten the European cream puffs whilst they flop!
Labels: "football", Academy Award, acting, diving, feminine, flopping, footwork, fraud, men, soccer, women
Friday, December 15, 2017
Justice? Soul?
having fought riff raff
lives against
becoming whole
frauds, get no
jive medals, none-
theless.
Labels: awards, fraud, jive, Justice, medals, rewards, soul
Wednesday, November 01, 2017
Sums
having tirelessly fought
their entire lives against
becoming whole
frauds Get no
medals none-
theless.
Labels: business, fraud, frauds, personal life, struggle
Saturday, May 02, 2015
An Innocent Anent
Young Raxxy invited to the Big Christmas Party,
unheard of for a first-year employee.
Unfortunately, the cruder types said things
such as "Who did YOU blow?" They turned
everything to teasing sex. No surprise there.
And were, of course, jealous.
Mrs Carker and Ms Miller schooled on what
to say in the receiving line. Light. Pleasant.
They rehearsed him in the warehouse, cardboard
boxes representing the founder and his usually
soused wife.
Ms Miller put her hand on his ass to represent
what the wife might do, and the women couldn't
stop laughing.
Came the Big Night and he blushed a bit while
wishing the couple Merry Christmas, and
mentioning the snow promised by the hysterical
local channel.
Whereupon Dr Massey gripped his hand super-
tightly, looked scarletly terrified, and died.
There were jokes after a suitable period,
and a bit of celebrity.
But immediately after, Detective Minsker
and Patrolman Held kept exploring his
comment as to the snow.
Raxxy seemed permanently red to them, suspicious.
Minsker finally told Held to let the young
man go. “These pure types piss me off no end!”
“Frauds, like everybody else.”
“Yeah, but we can't pinch him for being an asshole.”
Darlene Billingsly-Marks finally told him that all
the girls at work were scared of him.
"But I'm not."
Labels: Christmas Party, criminality, fraud, innocence, investigation, sex
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Attorney-Client
800 Number
-Feds raided the whole place...boxes full of shit.
“Hey!” we told em, “we read from a script. Just do what
we're told! I mean if product is cock lengthener,
set of jars--whatever.”
-Did they accept that?
-Yes and no. Suspicious looks. So we got attorney.
Employees Organization.
-No such animal.
-Made it up for occasion.
-How you gonna pay him? Everybody lives from
paycheck to paycheck.
-Don’t worry about it.
-Oh oh! Good thing that look doesn’t come through over
the phone. You're gonna screw him too?
-Our stock in trade.
-Maybe it’s his too. Better watch it!
-When don't we?
Labels: fraud, misleading, script, telemarketing
Thursday, January 09, 2014
Inventing a Defense
Kahuna and Advocate
-There's the Government side, and sui-cide.
-How much will it cost?
-Millions.
-That's Show Biz! I just wanna stay outa jail.
-As do I.
Labels: fraud, jail, lawyer-client, trial
Tuesday, July 09, 2013
Power-Pointers Discuss the Work in Work
Business Strategy
-Our top international guy retiring.
-His accent too?
-Could work a cocktail party anywhere in the world!
-That's the keyword. Work. How much did he
actually do?
-Difficult to measure. But I'll try. I'd guess--most unscientifically--that he...let's see...he put in fifteen years?
-On the nose.
-Then he actually worked one of them in total.
-Six percent or so? That's so lame! Not even batting 100! Rest of us bat
nearly 500.
-Pretty good!
-Not really. We're just not as masterful frauds as he.
-Alas it’s too late!
-Ever wonder why we attack government all the time? Keeping a frenzy going, so fewer will see our lazy chicanery.
-I got five years if not fired first. Gotta keep my own frenzy going!
Labels: "work", attacking the government, business, fraud, lazy, work
Friday, May 17, 2013
Mushy Quarter
“That particular department is a dun nebulosity.
First instituted to give jobs to ne’er-do-well
nephews and vacant nieces.
You never dispatch an ideologue to head it up--
be like biting the wind. So parties send good ole
hacks, interchangeable.
Thus, scandal must be thin on the ground if you're
attacking it. And for what? What boils down to is an
office football pool!
They'll prove was started under one of our regimes,
anyway.
Find somewhere else to scratch the rube's itch for
scandal. I realize that waste, fraud, and abuse are
rare in Washington, but...”
“That particular department is a dun nebulosity.
First instituted to give jobs to ne’er-do-well
nephews and vacant nieces.
You never dispatch an ideologue to head it up--
be like biting the wind. So parties send good ole
hacks, interchangeable.
Thus, scandal must be thin on the ground if you're
attacking it. And for what? What boils down to is an
office football pool!
They'll prove was started under one of our regimes,
anyway.
Find somewhere else to scratch the rube's itch for
scandal. I realize that waste, fraud, and abuse are
rare in Washington, but...”
Labels: abuse, department, football, fraud, hack, Ideologue, Nepotism, politics, scandal, waste
Thursday, November 08, 2012
Natural Meds
From the topmost limb
of the Diddle-Doodle tree
when birds excrete and
apes lumber, comes a par-
ticularly curative leaf.
$10,000 a pound.
Kids clamber up
for a dollar a basket.
Our entrepreneurs
give over preaching
of Free Market to
show it in action.
The host country, though,
not impressed and ex-
tracts payola mucho.
Consumer Reports
eventually cries Fraud
from A to Z. Scientists
are marshaled
to challenge them.
And patients relieved
from flaming rectum
or GERD testify of miracle. But
FBI cites production chain where
they find the leaves trashed and
sugar cane ground for
the terrific mix instead.
If they give a Nobel for sleaze,
surely an American will slide
through for win. Take pride.
From the topmost limb
of the Diddle-Doodle tree
when birds excrete and
apes lumber, comes a par-
ticularly curative leaf.
$10,000 a pound.
Kids clamber up
for a dollar a basket.
Our entrepreneurs
give over preaching
of Free Market to
show it in action.
The host country, though,
not impressed and ex-
tracts payola mucho.
Consumer Reports
eventually cries Fraud
from A to Z. Scientists
are marshaled
to challenge them.
And patients relieved
from flaming rectum
or GERD testify of miracle. But
FBI cites production chain where
they find the leaves trashed and
sugar cane ground for
the terrific mix instead.
If they give a Nobel for sleaze,
surely an American will slide
through for win. Take pride.
Labels: American Capitalism, fraud, Medicine Show, Nobel
Sunday, August 02, 2009
Pompous Designation
of choreographed motions
with a rifle called Manual
of Arms. I believe: as vague
presently as when I
pretended soldier. Once
in Korea, a lecturing, dolt-
ish officer wants a trooper
to demonstrate. Looks at
me, who has forgotten the whole
damn thing. So, exposure as null fraud
looms when I’m only there to dawdle
and daydream. He chooses another,
one who looks a soldier, and knows
his soldier stuff. I'm told
just about everybody suffers
nightmares of such vulnerability.
of choreographed motions
with a rifle called Manual
of Arms. I believe: as vague
presently as when I
pretended soldier. Once
in Korea, a lecturing, dolt-
ish officer wants a trooper
to demonstrate. Looks at
me, who has forgotten the whole
damn thing. So, exposure as null fraud
looms when I’m only there to dawdle
and daydream. He chooses another,
one who looks a soldier, and knows
his soldier stuff. I'm told
just about everybody suffers
nightmares of such vulnerability.
