A few minutes after I got out to the lab at 7:15 this morning, a couple of the techs called me over. They were grinning like fools, and I knew someone was going to give me some crap about something – a common occurrence, certainly one that I have earned.
“Hey,” one of them directed in my direction, “I knew the second that Furst walked in he’d be the third to come forth.”
They busted into a sloppy guffaw while I stood there speechless.
“What?!” I stammered after a few seconds.
“You heard me.”
Normally I’d have a witty retort, or at least a bombastic announcement about some embarrassing story that I had heard about them. This time I looked around with a sappy smirk on my face, dropped my head, and walked away.
I have been getting jokes, mostly stupid or repetitive, about my name for years. Even though it only barely made sense, it was the best one that anyone had ever delivered to me.
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That is AWESOME!! I had to read it twice to get it!
That’s brilliant!
Did you mean to disable further comments on the gay marriage post? Blueballs! I’m just catching up on my readings. I was about to say that I think *only* gays should be allowed to get married.