PBodyGT87
03-20-2006, 10:16 PM
Well, If you are all familiar with my previous post entitled, "the cookies" here comes another edition of ewing crew stories, coming from deep within the basement of the house of our good admin, Justin (tru2chevy).
So while we sat and laughed at old pictures that Justin had stored on his computer (and that's "we" as in Tim (njspeeder), Karen (MylittlePony... Justin's gf) and myself) I thought about getting a pack of strawberry fruit chews from the plentiful stash of snacks that Justin has accumulated. However, I had just been chewing a rather fresh piece of delicious orbit gum, and as many of you must know, the taste of mint mixed with strawberry fruit chews is just plain.... yucky. I looked around for a place to spit it out, as the garbage pail in Justin's room was not yet suitable for sticky pieces of waste, such as a chewed piece of gum, due to the lack of garbage bag within the pail. Only dry waste contents are allowed.
But alas! Justin did indeed have a box of tissues nearby, and I plucked one from the box, politely spit my gum into it, and wrapped the gum up in the tissue, getting ready to dispose of it, when Justin suddenly paused his commentary on the digital photos. Justin turned to me with a perplexed facial expression. I was stunned, and so I did not move. What could I have possibly done wrong?
"You used my fancy tissues to spit your gum into!" Justin said.
I, not knowing that tissues could ever be fancy, was suddenly taken aback. I thought that such fancy tissues were called handkerchiefs. But the only thing that I had used was a soft Kleenex, probably made from bleached recycled paper filings.
"Those tissues are anti-viral! Look at the little blue dots on them! SEE??" said Justin.
I took notice of the strangely patterned blue dots imprinted on the white tissues, and thought, "what if they are just there for decoration? the company has fooled the consumer yet again! But oh no, they are anti-viral dots, which are thus very expensive, and too precious for me to have spitteth my gum into.
Nevertheless, I nervously began to use the same tissue of which I wrapped my gum in, to frantically wipe my nose, AND MY NOSE WAS NOT RUNNING. (and if it was, I am far low on stamina to run after it. Haha...okay badjokemovingon!!!)
"Good girl" said Justin.
I threw away the tissue. But wait! Why in H, E, DOUBLEHOCKEYSTICKS, does one need anti-viral tissues NEXT TO THEIR BED. And why, WHY are they so expensive as to not be used for spitting gum into?
Needless to say, based upon the above question, we all began to laugh wildly, again, but no cookies were involved this time. I said, "They have soap for that sort of thing, Justin" and Tim replied, "But soap doesn't absorb anything!"
What Justin may need to absorb with these tissues, other than snot, sorry, mucous from nasal membranes, is beyond me (or is it?). No, I'd just rather leave that thinking up to you, the reader. And again, thanks for being a member of NJFBOA, and organization formed by the very same possibly socially inept, interweb addicted people you have just read about.
Thanks for reading this entire thing as well, I know it was long, it must have pained you. But, too bad.
With love to my fellow members,
Liz.
So while we sat and laughed at old pictures that Justin had stored on his computer (and that's "we" as in Tim (njspeeder), Karen (MylittlePony... Justin's gf) and myself) I thought about getting a pack of strawberry fruit chews from the plentiful stash of snacks that Justin has accumulated. However, I had just been chewing a rather fresh piece of delicious orbit gum, and as many of you must know, the taste of mint mixed with strawberry fruit chews is just plain.... yucky. I looked around for a place to spit it out, as the garbage pail in Justin's room was not yet suitable for sticky pieces of waste, such as a chewed piece of gum, due to the lack of garbage bag within the pail. Only dry waste contents are allowed.
But alas! Justin did indeed have a box of tissues nearby, and I plucked one from the box, politely spit my gum into it, and wrapped the gum up in the tissue, getting ready to dispose of it, when Justin suddenly paused his commentary on the digital photos. Justin turned to me with a perplexed facial expression. I was stunned, and so I did not move. What could I have possibly done wrong?
"You used my fancy tissues to spit your gum into!" Justin said.
I, not knowing that tissues could ever be fancy, was suddenly taken aback. I thought that such fancy tissues were called handkerchiefs. But the only thing that I had used was a soft Kleenex, probably made from bleached recycled paper filings.
"Those tissues are anti-viral! Look at the little blue dots on them! SEE??" said Justin.
I took notice of the strangely patterned blue dots imprinted on the white tissues, and thought, "what if they are just there for decoration? the company has fooled the consumer yet again! But oh no, they are anti-viral dots, which are thus very expensive, and too precious for me to have spitteth my gum into.
Nevertheless, I nervously began to use the same tissue of which I wrapped my gum in, to frantically wipe my nose, AND MY NOSE WAS NOT RUNNING. (and if it was, I am far low on stamina to run after it. Haha...okay badjokemovingon!!!)
"Good girl" said Justin.
I threw away the tissue. But wait! Why in H, E, DOUBLEHOCKEYSTICKS, does one need anti-viral tissues NEXT TO THEIR BED. And why, WHY are they so expensive as to not be used for spitting gum into?
Needless to say, based upon the above question, we all began to laugh wildly, again, but no cookies were involved this time. I said, "They have soap for that sort of thing, Justin" and Tim replied, "But soap doesn't absorb anything!"
What Justin may need to absorb with these tissues, other than snot, sorry, mucous from nasal membranes, is beyond me (or is it?). No, I'd just rather leave that thinking up to you, the reader. And again, thanks for being a member of NJFBOA, and organization formed by the very same possibly socially inept, interweb addicted people you have just read about.
Thanks for reading this entire thing as well, I know it was long, it must have pained you. But, too bad.
With love to my fellow members,
Liz.