Friday, January 18, 2019
Remnants
-Well...remaining smart the two of us.
Despite everything!
-Been.
-A...decline note you?
-Precipice!
-The Mountain Goat leaps from precipice
to precipice and back again to piss.
-A blessing we both can do that at least.
-That goes too, the hose.
-Before or after the brain.
-Simultaneous!
-Well I’m okay with both.
-You should ask Gwen.
-You’re mixed up! She left YOU!
-Shame. And during my third reinvention.
-How’d that go?
-Going Great! I’m helping to start BANDSTAND for WHEEZERS!
-Better than yours truly. They just
called me in to offer a puny
termination package.
-Did you inform them that you
once led that outfit, now so
esteemed?
-Me or it?
-Sorry. Never again you or me.
-Will they stamp our foreheads?
-Already have.
Labels: age, ageism, employment, firing, intelligence, termination
Friday, April 13, 2018
The Ivies
Marky always carried the heavy book.
“My Yale and Harvard!”
Bella’s little brother stole it of an evening, burned dvds for all of us.
Replaced, so Marky still carries etc.
smart it’s unbearable!
He hasn’t noticed.
Labels: competition, Harvard, intelligence, Ivy, medium, Yale
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Dumb Friend(s)
-Jilly learned it in school. International Week. Anyway, dog bites
wife’s nose, and husband feeds it cookies after! It’s a Flamingo song.
-Flamenco.
-Whatever. Gotta hand it to those Spaniels!
-Spaniards.
-What I say?
-Spaniels.
-Well, you know what I meant.
-Always.
-What...if I didn’t talk a whole day? Would you read my thoughts?
-Easy as pie.
-Pie! Mmmm! What’s it with French Apple? I don’t see it anymore.
Apples, raisins, and thick topping of vanilla icing. Jesus!
-Too too much even before that last!
-Yeah, what do they call that? I mean, when something is added
and it’s, like, awful awful extra.
-Grilling the lilly.
-Stop it! Can’t be that! What a stink!
-You got that right.
-What would you do without me to tease?
-Life would be infinitely poorer.
-I’m going on the net to see where French Apple is.
-One of youse intelligent.
-I’ll guess which. Should I google you to see if you’re one?
-Nothing stings like the taunt of a fool!
-You got that right.
Labels: friends, intelligence, native wit, proverbs, repartee, wit
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Communities In Percentage of Intelligence, Example 1
-The only Austrian village comprised entirely of idiots.
-I don't believe it.
-Professor Lewistone, my mentor, didn't either.
-Skeptical in everything!
-Naturally. So he sent me to investigate.
-And you plugged in all the models?
-Mostly the American one of forty percent.
-And that confirmed...?
-No go. Others failed also. So I spoke to each citizen.
-And some were idiots and some...
-Nope. All idiots. My report confirmed.
-But how could they run a village? You'd have chaos.
-Not quite, at least not always. I was present at an important
meeting. First of all, everyone had a wonderful time!
-I can imagine.
-And, actually an agenda item in there! Appointing police officer.
-What criteria would...?
-After much disassociated screaming, they settled on Katrina...
with the proviso that she wear polka dot panties. She misunderstood, so that's all she wore the first duty day.
-Cold!
-But off the chart cute! So much so that everyone wore them
after that.
-Men too?
-None of that stuff makes any difference there.
-And did they keep on being happy ever after? As in the
fairy tales?
-Until the election. Then you got the usual vituperation.
-And an idiot won?
-Per usual.
Labels: Austria, intelligence, mountains, politics, village idiot
Wednesday, March 05, 2014
Professional Football Draft
Varieties of Intelligence
-Owner wants fewer criminals or dummies.
-Excuse me! Guy quotes Shakespeare!
-A gimmick. They've primed him with a few and he spouts
'em out. Don't apply to anything.
-Reporters impressed.
-Well, we can't be. Another dope.
-If you're sure.
-Dumb as a bag of hammers.
-Certain brutal aspects of the game where such...!
-Not enough. I say we pass on him. Eggplant!
-Wrong image. Try a yellow squash.
-Whaaa?
-He's Chinese.
-Scouting DVDs not that close, but...impossible! Those people
don't have dopes!
-The glorious, golden exception!
Labels: football, intelligence, player draft, professional football, scouting
