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What you want, baby, I got it

Monday, November 28th, 2005

I’m trying to be subtle here but this post is an official hint.
I figure I’d have to actually post about it because I’m reasonably certain that the relevant party isn’t going to see the link over there in the sidebar, subtlely entitled WHAT DAWN WANTS.
For that matter, you wouldn’t think you’d have to resort to […]

Give me a reason to believe that you’re gone

Wednesday, November 23rd, 2005

Gino is in the hospital tonight.
We thought at first that he was having a mild heart attack but the tests show that isn’t the case. Now, the doctors are thinking the problem is with his lungs, maybe some kind of infection. He was haing trouble breathing and was in a lot of pain when Gina […]

There’s a bathroom on the right

Monday, November 14th, 2005

Another quotable quote from Gino to another of his clients:
“I’m the company outhouse senior consultant.”
(There are so many places you can go with that one … where to start?)

If you’re feeling sad and lonely …

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005

Gino, calling the office manager:
Hi sexy … well, I’d show you but you won’t come up here …
I wonder how many of the people he calls know that his wife is listening to him?

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