If it is all the same to you I won't be coming in to work. The voices told me to     clean all the guns today.
When I got up this morning I took two Ex-Lax in addition to my Prozac. can't get     off the john, but I feel good about it.
    I set half the clocks in my house ahead an hour and the other half back an hour     Saturday and spent 18 hours in some kind of space-time continuum loop, reliving Sunday     (right up until the explosion). I was able to exit the loop only by reversing the polarity     of the power source exactly e*log (pi) clocks in the house while simultaneously rapping my     dog on the snout with a rolled up Times. Accordingly, I will be in late, or early.
    My stigmata's acting up.
    I can't come in to work today because I'll be stalking my previous boss, who     fired me for not showing up for work. OK?
    I have a rare case of 48-hour projectile leprosy, but I know we have that     deadline to meet...
    I am stuck in the blood pressure machine down at the Food Giant.
    Yes, I seem to have contracted some sort of attention-deficit disorder and, hey,     how about them Skins, huh? So, I won't be able to, yes, could I help you? No, no, I'll be     sticking with Sprint, but thank you for calling.
    Constipation has made me a walking time bomb.
    I just found out that I was switched at birth. Legally, I shouldn't come to work     knowing my employee records may now contain false information.
    The psychiatrist said it was an excellent session. He even gave me this jaw     restraint so I won't bite things when I am startled.
    The dog ate my car keys. We're going to hitchhike to the vet.
    I prefer to remain an enigma.
    I can't come to work today because the EPA has determined that my house is     completely surrounded by wetlands and I have to arrange for helicopter transportation.
         I am converting my calendar from Julian to Gregorian. I am extremely sensitive to a rise in the interest rates.
 
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