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Watson Says......

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January 9th, 2015



So da last blog was pretty interesting I guess..... had people post! 😯 😆

Wassup Wit Dat!

Dat was awesome! 😀 I gotta say though dat I think Ocean Lover no can post anymore cause da buggah ALWAYS (ok, most times) get 'em right!

Ocean Lover:
January 7th, 2015 at 11:07 am edit
Gross! Dere's a doo doo in da bowl and NO TOILET PAPAH! Somebody in your office get some mean "oko juice" action in his BBD's!

Aftah "confronting" my co-worker, dis is how it went down:

BL: Eh, you wen take a crap or wat?
CO-WORKER Huh? No.
BL: No lie. I get proof. Try look. (showed da pic from previous blog)
CO-WORKER What the he!!? Is that our bathroom?
BL: Yup. I went in right aftah you and dis is wat I had to walk in to.
CO-WORKER Had toilet paper?
BL: Rogah.
CO-WORKER Then what did he wipe with?

Aftah a short perplexed glance towards him thinking he was trying to deflect, da light bulb went off in my coconut shell cause we both deduced da same thing.

Our toilets are auto-flush and fairly strong so it'll clear most debris in one flush. For those pieces dat don't make it, they get pretty mashed up from da force of da flush and you can literally tell it nevah make da original plumbing pilgrimage. Therefore, any leftovahs should absolutely, positively nevah be left intact and looking so.... solid.

With dat being said, even if da sensor nevah work, how come no mo' toilet paper in da toilet? He nevah wipe aftah pau? Not even a square? And last time I checked, we no mo' one bidet.

So there it is my dear Watson, as elementary as it is.... das how skid row came to be.

Have a grrrrreat Feel Good Friday!

And no fo'get fo' wipe eh? 😛








Stumped Me - Any Sherlocks In Da House?

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January 7th, 2015



A few weeks ago, I was ragging on a co-worker who had just used da bathroom ahead of me. *** sorry, guess I'm stuck on a toilet theme dis week *** 🙄 😳

While I know he nevah do it (logically deduced dat da time he was in there was "too short"), I had to show him da "proof" I had.

DISCLAIMER: For those who are touchy, sensitive, squeamish, no can handle graphic/real pictures or like to complain about how you're offended by every little thing...... NO LOOK 'DEN!!!

Ok, now dat we got dat out of da way.

Hea it is..............














































































Ok, maybe I not going show 'em on WWD! cause I not surah if can and no like get in trouble but if you CLICK HEA, YOU CAN. 😀

Now if YOU can tell me Wassup Wit Dat! about da picture, you more sharp than me cause my co-worker was pretty quick to observe something very peculiar about it dat made me say WWD!....... and 😯

You know I observe a lot of shtuff (literally and figuratively) and dis is one dat makes you go, "hmmmmm".

Da "answer" to follow latah.








Starting Off With A Bang

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January 5th, 2015



You could say dat I live my life by playing da odds and rolling da dice in which case there are times wen even da best odds fail you. Plans - or actions taken - are made and you carry them out hoping for da best with optimism or pessimism depending on your "odds".

New Year's only happens once a year - obviously - and having an extended weekend was awesome until... I have two words for you:

Bad poke.... with a vengeance. Ok, so das five but who's counting?

Thank goodness it wasn't actually on da eve or da day itself but day old poke isn't all dat strange to me or to oddahs (no lie now). Granted, I wouldn't touch it if was slimy, "fishy" smelling or losing its color (all signs of bad fish) so wen I saw a leftovah container in da fridge, of course I was going to have at it.

Being a poke and sashimi lover, it's hard to resist - or even fathom - letting it go to waste and I've done it a million times before so it wasn't a problem having it with dinner Friday night. I guess I should have known dat da odds were dwindling on me cause once I woke up Saturday morning, I felt "weird". It really didn't hit me till late afternoon so aftah visiting da "office" a couple of times, I decided to rest up having to attend a special dinner for a friend celebrating a milestone.

Da dinner dat night costed me a heavy penny and with dat mind, I couldn't let ono food pass me by.... boy was dat a mistake. Once I got home *** if you no like details, you can stop reading now *** I was "depositing" every couple of hours at then at 3am wat nevah was deposited was "refunded" in full and then some.

Wassup Wit Dat!

I'm still going to da office every couple of hours while trying to replenish with Powerade and Canada Dry and aftah losing at least 10lbs of water weight (who knew a body has DAT much extra watah?!?) - it has been a rough few days and sadly still not ovah.

Da Wife had to convince me to stay home from work as I was contemplating da logistics of our work bathroom. There's at least a dozen and a half guys on our floor between three offices and only two stalls. Hmmm, odds not so good there.

Then there are da guys in my office dat forget to return da bathroom key so any delay could be disastrous for me especially at da frequency I have to "attend meetings". Hmmm, odds are totally shot.

Have you evah chanced eating something passed da expiration? Evah had "bad fish"? Do you have a cast iron stomach? Got any remedies?

Damn those odds.... Happy Frickin' New Year. 😆








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