Life My Brownie? Oh, Baby!
posted by on August 2 at 12:52 PM
My dear friend Hollis is at this very moment pushing paper in some sad corner office of the courthouse downtown—-a temp job he’s held for two weeks. He tells me that he works in said sad office with a cadre of equally sad middle-years women and another gay man.
Well.
As they are so wont to do, office works chatter like chipmunks, and sometimes that chipmunky chatter canters unwittingly into the glorious minefield of uncontrollable hilarity. For some. This is his story:
So, one of the women in the office brought a pan of brownies to work, and another woman, completely unaware of what she was really saying casually remarked, “I like nuts in my brownie.”
Nuts? In her brownie? Oh? Really?
So of course, nobody else caught it except the other gay guy in the office, and we both EXPLODED trying not to let anyone see us laughing, because then everyone in the office would know how filthy we really were.
I know how filty you are, Hollis. I understand.
Bwahahahahahahahahaha fucking hahahahahahahaha! Nuts in her brownie, INDEED!
What do you like in YOUR brownie?
Damn, I really want a brownie now. That photo looks delicious.
No nuts, please.
Weed.
Weed.
Weed, yeah, of course.
And chocolate chunks.
I would have been right there fighting laughter as well. That's priceless.
Reminds me of the time my friend and I had to will ourselves not to make eye contact at a social gathering when a woman we didn't know very well said something about how one of the perks of her job was "free facials."
Yes, I have the sense of humor of a 12-year-old.
I worked with that woman's equivalent in a TV production company; there was equal hilarity when she was writing a segment on glassblowing and kept mentioning that they stick the molten glass in the "glory hole." One of the women eventually took her out into the hallway and explained it in private.
I like the F404 in my brownie
12-year-olds laugh at the word "facial?"
They would if they knew what it meant! I have the sense of humor of a 12-year-old, but the vocabulary of a 31-year-old (I hope).
so gay men are not different than heterosexual ones except for sexual preference. excellent.
being a fan of giving a semen laced facial, I too cant contain the hilarity when someone goes on and one about it.
Once when a friend challenged the discrepancy between my fondness for front-drive cars but relative apathy for front-propeller aircraft, I opined that "thrust should come from behind and slightly below."
My gang didn't let me live it down for several years afterward.
It would be completely tasteless and unoriginal to say it, but it's true.
I was at a conference with a friend when the keynote speaker was introduced thusly: "Dr. Peter Weiner, who is also an End User..."
Unfortunately, we were sitting in the front row.
Unfortunately, we had been drinking.
Unfortunately, I have a loud laugh.
Corn.
I so don't get this joke.
I like almonds...weed if it affected me at all--does nothing when I eat it (unfortunately, my lungs must suffer).
We had free brownies at the Medical Genetics seminar last night - every Wednesday at 8 pm at Foege (S060) - and drinks.
Just hit the spot.
No nuts though.
Next week is Alzheimer's disease night, unless I forget to go.
Special K
SO WAIT
You're telling second hand stories in Slog about some inane office inside joke?
You need a new column assignment, SOON.
Penis.
Please note that I do not encourage the severing and baking of anyone's penis.
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