Gripe Of The Day

YOU!

STOP IT!

Stop sending me these damn bad luck emails!

"If you don't forward this to ten people, then you'll have bad luck, blah, blah, blah..."


What the %$#@ is that all about? Here was my last (humorous) reply to a friend who sent me a bad luck email today:

"Thanks for wishing bad luck on me. Appreciate that. Why the BLEEP do people send this kind of BLEEP out to begin with?! What the BLEEP is wrong with you people?!?!?!?!?!?!

GRRRRRRRRR...... BLEEPBLEEPBLEEPBLEEPITY-BLEEP....

Oh, by the way, if you don't forward this to 8,561,992 people in the next nanosecond, your BLEEPs will fall off and seven people you work with will all lose at least one limb and a portion of genitalia in a horrific workplace accident which will end with an explosion of raw sewage covering a 2-square-mile area, fire, and widespread hysteria. And you'll run out of COFFEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And toilet paper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have A Wonderful Day!!"



Okay. I'm done now. *takes a bow*


P.S.
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