Load another dolly into the pram-based howitzer
Stress is a very unpleasant thing. I know when I'm suffering from it because my eyes become very sore. And my eyes have been stinging for about three weeks straight. Essentially a very high-stress job has gotten on top of me, resulting in my last rather AAAARRRRGGGGHHH post. I will still be taking a while between posts I suspect, as I still feel completely exhausted and want to investigate cause(s).
After a nice chat with my boss I have discussed ways of preventing stress build up, which has already made me feel better. I also feel spurred on to investigate stress more closely, and you will hopefully see my findings in my next post.
After a nice chat with my boss I have discussed ways of preventing stress build up, which has already made me feel better. I also feel spurred on to investigate stress more closely, and you will hopefully see my findings in my next post.
posted by bulabula at 1/17/2006 04:47:00 pm
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Stress can be a killer and understanding it is probably the best route to not getting it.
A friend of mine was in the army posted in Northern Ireland. He was working 8hrs on 8hrs off, never quite seeing daylight. After 16 weeks of this I got quite a distressing phonecall from him and I told him to go and see someone. He kicked in the door to the stress management centre. It took 6 military policemen to hold him down. Pram-based howitzer is better.
That`s the spirit - Furbies fly particularly well and make a resounding crunch when they hit...little shits.
http://www.phobe.com/furby/
A man walks into the Doctors and says
"I have this really weird problem - whenever I hear a Tom Jones tune, I can`t help but boogie, groove and gyrate in an embarrassing manner."
"What you`ve got there," says the Doctor, "is a case of Tom Jones Syndrome."
"Is that common?" asks the man, to which the Doctor replies,
"It`s not unusual..."
No more old jokes please. They are all on adverts here, particularly the one above (for insurance).
Even the old 'fox hat' joke is used in advert for a discount clothes store. Bloody awful.
Can`t resist it any longer - what`s the "fox hat" joke? Although I think I may have just worked it out by saying it outloud...bugger...
update your blog Dave.
Why does your blog have such an uncompromising title?
Why do you feel the need to have a profile photo that lets me see the contents of your nose?
"I went on a sailing course in Poole"
"In Dorset"?
"Yes, I'd recommend it to anyone".
A man is waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and informs the dad that his son was born without a torso, arms or legs. The son is just a head!
But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can, with love and compassion. After 21 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink.
Dad takes him to the bar, tearfully tells the son he is proud of him and orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar patrons looking on curiously and the bartender haking his head in disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol.
Swoooop! A torso pops out!
The bar is dead silent; then bursts into a whoop of joy.
The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again.
The patrons chant "Take another drink"!
The bartender still shakes his head in dismay. Swoooop! Two arms pop out!
The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant "Take another drink"!
The bartender ignores the whole affair.
By now the boy is getting tipsy, and with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Swoooop! Two legs pop out. The bar is in chaos. The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God.
The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left ... then to the right ... right through the front door, into the street, where a truck runs over him and kills him instantly.
The bar falls silent.
The father moans in grief.
The bartender sighs and says...
...
...
"He should have quit while he was a head"
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what?!! Dave, what are you playing at? What on earth could you have deleted?!?! Come on - answers!!!!! I'm even more intrigued...I can't believe I visit this blog every day to see if there's some activity, and when there finally is, I buggering well sodding miss it! GAH!!
Read my blog...
Sort it out Dave.
I decided to post the info as a blog instead of on here, but then once again gor side tracked... Don't give up hope. There is still something in the pipeline.
I found yesterday out a relative of mine dies in the holocaust.
Fell of a guard tower - terrible shame.
My dog's got no dictionary.
How does he spell terrible?
Two Sociology Profs at a nudist camp. One says
"Have you read Marx?"
To which the other replies
"Yes, I think it's something to do with these wicker chairs."
How many women with PMT does it take to change a lightbulb?
ONE!!!
Two vultures eating a clown, one says,
"Tastes funny".
A tired, weary, haggard pale looking man staggers into the Doctors surgery and says
"I need some medicine to lessen the sexual desire."
Looking him up & down, the Doctor says,
"I don't think you need that," to which the man replies
"No, no, no, it's for my wife."
Two nuns are driving down a country lane when the Devil jumps onto their bonnet.
"Quick!" says the Mother Superior, "Show him your cross!"
The young novice leans out of the window and screams,
"Get off my fucking car!"
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