OriginalSterm

Or was it?????....

pcutt

Noooooo, this couldn't be the end, I thought as my eyes ran in and out of focus......it...must....have.....been......the.......

Legoland951

end of the beginning and the beginning of the middle.....

cmoss

..and I thought I heard... From far away... A voice that said...

"Oh, so that's how you want to play, huh?" I thought as I fingered the Momo and dropped her down into third...

BartW

Few people know this but the Daimler Chrysler headquarters have a small race track on the East side of the complex, it is relatively hidden in the woods and only small portions of it are visible from the public roads. So I slid it back into third, it ground a little bit but what do you expect from a Turbo Neon that they gave me at the track, the New Yorker was closing in on me so I got to try to stay ahead in this pretendo-sports car

BartW

it is times like when a New Yorker laps you that I wish I had the P-car here. Oh well, the test session was over and I was back to the task at hand, finding the engineer. I walked back into the job fair and was looking for my culprit. I saw many engineers and heard that speaking with heavy accents, so this was not going to pinpoint my guy, how was I to recognize him, would he recognize me from our earlier close encounters?? I walked into the cafeteria to get some lunch, there were quite a few people laughing rather loud, I quickly realized that a woman that was in there just minutes earlier was flagulating!!! Could this be my farting woman from Taiwan?? I ran out of the cafeteria to see if I would spot her but instead I ran into....

pete944

...Mahatma Danno of all people. He was sitting cross legged yoga style with his eyes closed. "Excuse me O Great Guru" I said. "Are you deep in meditation?" He replied "No, I was just thinking about these three blondes I dated last night"...

Matt O.

And then he preceded to talk for 23 minutes, a very in depth conversation, very intelligent, lots of big words, lots of great advice and a complete dictionary of knowledge on that darn snap ring...... to basically tell me my fly was down. Damn.

Manning

But it was all a ruse, for in reality Mahatma Danno was actually crouching, stooped over with cramps, for he had to crap so badly that if he stood up he would let go. It was then I realized it wasn't really Danno, but the woman with the smoking bum...

Jack667

I lunged at her and she emptied a can of mace into my eyes, dropeed it, and ran....

I rubbed my eyes for 3 and 1/3 minutes, finally getting back my vision, when I noticed that it wasn't mace at all, the can read:
"Testors #1605 Transparent Candy Apple Red spray enamel"...

Manning

...and for some strange reason, everything looked so wonderful and the world was happy and bright.

Oh, no wait, that's just the rose colored tint that now coated my eyes...

Manning

...so I made my way to the parrish of St. Alfonso where they were having a pancake breakfast...

pete944

...which means I must have maced my tailights. I should've known that wasn't Danno, he would never look at a man's fly...

Matt O.

and he would never tell me that anyway, he would have jumped on a forum and typed it to me.

icat

...without checking the offset...