The Dimwit couldn't be more unexcited about today. It's Thursday, reminding you that you still have another day to work, and that you've already poured three days worth of your soul into a job that you hate. The Dimwit wonders why humanity has put itself in this position. Capitalism? Imperialism? Antidisestablishmentarianism? Is our economic practice of choice leading us to become mindless drones, sitting at desks inside cubicles with no personality or individualism? Oh wait, didn't they used to call that communism? Bah, enough of political/socio-economic hogwash. Same shit, different century. Sure they didn't have cubicles and computers, but they had mindless jobs and stupid bosses. Some things never change...
Before the The Dimwit has an aneurysm... we'll move on to some sort of linkage... He promises nothing, his brain is running on fumes...
1) The Dimwit would get absolutely no work done if he had this on his desk at work.
2) He could say the same thing for these.
3) These are some pretty sweet watches.
4) One of the best SNL Shorts of all time.
5) The Dimwit has always avoided Scranton, PA. Now he knows why...
Have a good day... The Dimwit is going to go to sleep on his keyboard now....
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