document funny goals that I come across (read all 134 entries…)
9/22/08 15 months ago

Finally. A real goalpost. Well hallelujah, will wonders never cease. :)

  • see if I can resuscitate the third smelly rose – Your shit, it smells like roses? (Come on, that goal is so surreal, I’ve got no idea what in the fuck to say. It kinda speaks for itself.)
  • learn to handle it all. – Dude, if you learn this.. I will pay you to mentor me.
  • Let You Know That I Exist – Mmmmmmm… No. Sorry, Nyahh, nyahh, I can’t SEE you. You don’t EXIST to me. (Suddenly, I’m magically transported back to 1988 and I’m screwing with my little bro.)
  • create my robot – Here we go. Another mad scientist takes to the skies.
  • Create the Green Team Hug a Tree Campaign. – I am so sick of these greenwashed people. Let me guess, when you go hug a tree, you’re gonna drive there in your BIG-ASSED SUV? (And for the record, I myself drive a big-assed SUV, but I don’t go around gallivanting off to tree-huggin’ bullshit sex-in-the-city, desperate-housewives gatherings.) Mostly I drive myself to Micky D’s and pick up some tasty french fries.
  • you miss me – No, I miss the way you’d make a martini. Other than that, don’t really miss you much at all. Oh, and your titties. I miss those too, but more so, the magical things you could do with gin and vermouth. The titties were like a 6 or seven out of ten. The drinks, perfect nine.
  • move out of Jersey – This is, without doubt, the best goal I’ve seen in a month. HELL, in a year. Everyone in New Jersey should have this goal. Of course, were that to become a reality, we’d also see a lot of these goals popping up shortly thereafter, “Get all these bridge-and-tunnel losers the FUCK outta NYC.” And I’d understand.
  • watch my wife with another guy – That’s… Odd. Then again, how much are we talking about here? I mean, come on. Everything’s negotiable.
  • superstar of the world – Not you. Especially if you’re the guy who wants to watch his wife get hammered by somebody else. Some free advice? Get the fuck out of Jersey.
  • Remind myself he doesn’t deserve me and is a cheat and a low life liar every time he pops into my head till I believe it. Also, if I went back to him, I might miss out on someone so much better (yeah right, dream on!) – This was an interesting goal. Everything was going fine up until the point where they deviated with, `Yeah right, dream on!’ indicating that EVERYTHING before that had just become null and void. Sure, it could be an English error, a misplaced contextual reference or something, but.. What if it wasn’t?
  • prevent forrest fires (only you can) – Prevent spelling errors, (only you can.) Thanks smokey. Get a goddamn dictionary.
  • find a contraceptive that doesnt make me angryARRRRR! TROJANS MAKE HULK ANGRRRRRRRRY!!!
  • sick talk ( when ur home sick ) – Looking for an example? First, tilt your head back and pour water into your nostrils, (no, really, it’s ok! It’s like.. waterboarding, actually.) Next, cough three HUGE coughs. Finally, call your best friend. That’s what “sicktalk” sounds like. Either that, or it’s you whispering into the phone, “Yeah, and that’s my fantasy.. You, your brother and a monkey. No, the monkey wears the strap-on. Why? I dunno, because it’ll be fun to be monkey-fucked?”
  • Learn to cook / cook more – Once I learned how to cook, I did. I never did progress into the slash-cook-more though, I was too afraid to push that envelope.
  • Janitorial Services – You are the eyes and ears of this institution, my friend?
  • figure out the real reason people would vote for McCain – He has a shitload of partisan connections. That, and, well shit. He looks presidential.
  • tab – Worst softdrink ever.
  • have a baby. actually, 4 babies – Holy shit! I’ve never actually seen anyone aspire to trailerparkdom before! Soooo, school was a little too hard? Decided you didn’t really want that career? What’s that you say? Your husband is a longshore fisherman who also sits on the board of directors of an oil and gas company? Aww yeah. I get it.
  • holiday in eqypt – Uhh.. It’s a holiday in egypt, where everyone wears black? It’s a holiday in egypt, where you’ll kiss ass or crack?
  • stay married a long timeYEAH! Not like.. FOREVER, but just a “long time”. Like, maybe 6 years or something. Until you get your second lexus at least.
  • Calm down befor I collaps – You’re already losing keyboard capability. It’s either the coke or the coffee that’s gotta go, mate.
  • Open someones eyes to how much fun it is to be really odd – Psst, wanna know something? Those poor people who you refer to as “geeks” and “nerds”? They don’t exactly get that choice to make, so they’re pretty much gonna hate you.
  • i like too meet you – Sorry, I don’t meet anyone who doesn’t have the “two/too/to” thing figured out. Unless of course, you can make a good martini.. Orrrr….
  • Make someone think they have shrunk overnightOMG, actually that would be a GREAT practical joke. Shorten their heels, get one size larger clothes, shoes, etc. It could be done. It’d have to be well-coordinated, but it could be done.
  • MASTER WHICHCRAFTWHATCRAFT? THATCRAFT! WHOSECRAFT? THATCRAFT!
  • buy a smaller hand gun!!!!!!! – `Cause the bigger one keeps falling out of my pants, when I’m jogging around the park! Daddy! Get me one now! I want that one!
  • I want to be a professional drifter – Sooooo, basically `homeless’. You want to be a homeless dude that bugs the shit out of me downtown and at stoplights. Unless you buy a smaller handgun, in which case you’ll be, `soon to be arrested professional drifter’.
  • Find the guy willing to fix it – Yeah. That’s not me. Shit, I’m the guy who broke it.
  • Take classes at the CIA – I don’t think that the Central Intelligence Agengy has like.. An adult continuing education program or anything like that. Although it would be kinda cool.. “Dead-drops for mom’s on the go!”, “Now that you’ve reached retirement age, you’re considering toppling foreign governments as a hobby!” and “Thinking about a career change? Have you considered handling agents in Morocco?”
  • I want Andrew back – No, he’s my brother and you can’t have him.
  • Loose weight and build mussels by working outYEAH! In a creamy white wine sauce… Mmmmmm..


Comments:

wren is mightier than grief.

These are always very entertaining.

PS: CIA = Culinary Institute of America

Ja.. You are correct.. and a story for you!

(it’s all true, too, which makes it the best sort of story. :)

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away little mous_boy left his home and traveled far away to Florida where he apprenticed for three years under two chefs learning the mysteries of the “garde manger”, “sous chef” and “saucier” positions.

The first chef, a jovial and nice man drilled into him the basics from a to z, the mother sauces, cuts of meat, fowl, etc. all things James Beard and not. He was a rigorous technical chef and once he’d taken a second job further up north he turned me over to another man.

This second chef was a LARGE, garrulous man. A showman, an entertainer. He built upon the technical foundations; how to save a broken hollandaise, how to master a window full of checks, how to serve a 250+ person catered dinner and maximize costs. How to pre-cook your most used items to save you time and he even promised to teach me how to ice carve but never seemed to get around to it. (He did almost cut his thumb off once, but that’s a whole OTHER story. :)

I had dreams of attending CIA or Johnson and Wales, or maybe even if I dared it, the holy grail of Le Cordon Bleu school and wearing the red white and blue collar on my chef’s coat.

Heh.

All in all, I got tired of it though. The heat, the long hours, the pan throwing, the shitty waiters, (the good waiters!), the angry chefs, the fact that we all slept with each other, the worse GMs, the lack of money.

I moved back up north and went back to school in the end. :)

wren is mightier than grief.

you all slept together?!!!

Que???

Mr. Wren is a very calm chef. The kitchens he runs are actually quiet. But it definitely is not work I would want to do.

Haha...

Mr. Wren is a chef! VERY cool! :) I’m guessing he is an exec-chef?

Also extra kudos to Mr. Wren for a quiet, well-mannered kitchen. Sounds like he runs a good operation.

I agree with you.. The cooking thing was lots of fun but in the end, eyyuuck. Too much stress.

Sleeping together; yeah, it was the food service industry, from what i knew, at least. The waiters were all sleeping with each other, occasionally us line cooks would cross over with the waitresses, vice versa, etc.. It was almost kind of incestuous. :)

wren is mightier than grief.

Yikes!

Sounds very…germy!

(Okay, you probably were not doing this in the kitchen…I hope, I hope, I hope…)

Mr. Wren is an exec chef, that’s right. He is the best!

The first goal

the smelly roses one, you should advise them to get a thesaurus. This would help them discover words like fragrant, scented, perfumed and aromatic which contrast with words like smelly, fetid, malodorous, whiffy, rancid and pungent.

Maybe you could congratulate them on spelling resuscitate correctly too. It’s a four syllable word, so that’s pretty impressive, huh?

You are...

..very right. Impressive indeed :) I completely blew past the fact that it WAS spelled correctly.. :)

A Staggering Rat of Heartbreaking Something or Other "I musta made a wrong toin at Al-buh-KOY-kee"

There's a facebook group...

I Judge You When You Use Poor Grammar

pallas__athena is exhausted

Hey

You are funny! Seems like a good goal to.

Thank you!

Very much. That’s nice of you to say. Here’s hoping that I didn’t pick on one of your goals. :)

pallas__athena is exhausted

Don't know yet

I haven’t read all your posts yet, I haven’t found any of my goals yet. But if I do it’s all good, if you have come up with some witty remarks about any of my goals it will still be funny!

my favorite:

MASTER WHICHCRAFTWHATCRAFT? THATCRAFT! WHOSECRAFT? THATCRAFT!

it was..

...almost too easy to let go :)

mine too

hahaha

caiti awesomepants old enough to know better. too young to care.

Janitorial Services – You are the eyes and ears of this institution, my friend?

breakfast club !

You are..

..full of much win!

caiti awesomepants old enough to know better. too young to care.

yay !

i just watched that over the weekend(:

Screws..

..they fall out. It’s an imperfect world. :)

Funny story about the movie, in Iraq there was a young lieutenant who came into our networking office in a disoriented state and said, “What was that ruckus?” and without skipping a beat, my friend John goes, “Sir, could you describe the ruckus?” I laughed, but the Lt didn’t quite get it.

caiti awesomepants old enough to know better. too young to care.

haha, nice.

im going to ask for this movie for my birthday. (: allyson is probably my favorite. the part where becker sticks the knife in the chair and she pulls it out is awesome.


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