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Jul 29 2008

This week’s challenges

Tag: WrongKerry Allen @ 7:55 am

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  1. (Passed) Not saying “What the hell were you thinking?” upon learning the names inflicted upon two teeny little babies. Not my problem if one sounds like the name of a mutant in an RPG and the other is a variety of cheese and these poor kids will be mercilessly teased until they snap and go on a killing spree, right?
  2. (Failed) Not saying “What the hell were you thinking?” upon learning the equally ridicule-worthy middle names inflicted upon Mutant and Cheese, robbing them of the old standby of “I go by my middle name, for obvious reasons.” Yes, you were very creative. Remember how proud you were of that when your kids are crying because the other kids start picking on them at the moment of introduction.
  3. (Failed) Not being pissed that when minimum wage goes up 70 cents and my salary does not, I’m 70 cents closer to making minimum wage, with the added kick in the proverbial nuts that the price of everything I buy is going to increase to cover increased payroll and maintain profit margins, in addition to the ongoing skyrocketing price of everything due to gas prices, which in the not too distant future is going to drive me and a few million other people right out of the “middle class” range. Hey, Feds—how about doing something to improve the cost of living, which will benefit everyone, instead of your usual fake “solutions,” which screw everybody in the long run?

And it’s only Tuesday…

9 Responses to “This week’s challenges”

  1. Gwen Mitchell is SO pretty.

    Srsly. I failed the last one too. I’m thinking about scrapping the whole damn system and homesteading. Wait . . . is there still land anywhere? o.O

  2. Kerry Allen is SO pretty.

    In 3 years, I’ve gone from making good money to having nothing left after paying for necessities—and I’m making the SAME money. I have 2 more years on that contract, by which time asking for a cost of living increase will be a 40% pay hike, which I’m so sure they’ll gladly fork over.

    I’m going to have to find an ailing sugar daddy or somebody to blackmail to supplement my income long before then.

  3. Selah March is SO pretty.

    Camembert? Colby? Roquefort?

    Damn. That’s gonna bother me all night.

    Feta?

  4. Kerry Allen is SO pretty.

    Gruyere.

    Now that I think on it, I went to school once with a girl named Velveeta. As I recall, she cried a lot.

    I suppose little Gruyere can always take comfort that she’s at least real cheese rather than pasteurized processed cheese food.

    Baby Mutant is Enorc. I googled to see if it had some ethnic significance or something. I found “level 50 cleric” (must be a mutant cleric—Enorc cannot be your standard hume) and that a flatch-enorc is worth half a crown.

    I suppose little Enorc can always take comfort that at least he’s not named Flatch-Enorc. (”Nice meeting you, Flatch-Ulence. It’s been a gas. Har-har.”)

  5. Angie is SO pretty.

    I really have to wonder what some parents are thinking these days. :/ When confronted about it, they say on the one hand that they want their kids to have “unique” names, and then on the other hand they insist that “everyone” is giving their babies these names nowadays so it’s not weird at all. Umm, sorry folks, but you need to pick one or the other. [eyeroll]

    Maybe nicknames…? Enorc could be “Norry” or something like that. Still working on a way to make “Gruyere” palateable. :P

    Angie

  6. Kerry Allen is SO pretty.

    Crackers, of course!
    :monkeyhysteria:
    Oh, that’s awful.
    And it’s only the beginning…

    I thought about calling Enorc “Eenie,” but I don’t want to give his mother the idea of calling future siblings “Miney” and “Mo.”

  7. Selah March is SO pretty.

    I have no words.

    ENORC??

  8. Kerry Allen is SO pretty.

    This is what “Enorc” brings to my mind:

    Image from World of Warcraft
    (Image from World of Warcraft)

  9. Selah March is SO pretty.

    Hmm. The skin-tone is right, but I was envisioning something more short and squat and ineffectual looking. A runty little troll-wannabe who’d grow up with a Napoleon complex and a true and abiding hatred of his mother and, therefore, all women.

    All from a name. That poor kid.

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