I'd noticed lately that every time I use our computer, there's a folded piece of paper hanging over the top and front of the monitor. I figured that it must have some important password or some other kind of information that Jason didn't want to lose, so he put it there where he could get to it easily.
One day when I sat down to check my email, Jason said, "Oh, yeah, had you noticed my paper?" I nodded. He said, "I hate that fucking webcam being stuck in the top of the monitor. I just know that 'they're' watching me."
It totally cracked me up. And you know, since that day, every time I pick my nose sitting at the computer, I figure "they're" laughing. And then I pick up that piece of paper and hang it over the webcam.
About Me
- buffy
- My deal consists of Jim Beam and hookers. I also like cheese. I live in a small town in Alabama with my son, my husband, our alien-like dog Rocky, sometimes my two step-daughters, and a ghost named Marty who makes us peanut butter sandwiches. It's irritating because Marty always leaves knives covered in peanut butter in the kitchen sink, and who do you think has to clean that up? PHIL, IS WHO.
3 comments:
Hmmm. I hadn't thought of that. Gotta go find me a piece of paper to put over mine.
atleast it's not THEM. Atomically altered ants of extraordinary size watching you tippity-tapping would be more intimidating. Plus I bet they could move the paper with their radiation enhanced minds.
that movie was awsome!
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