WEEKEND HAS COME AND GONE...

with a title like that there would normally be a list of everything i did this weekend that you did not... nothing against you or overly boasting about me (although thats pretty much what i do here) but that has been the norm... something that all of us could rely on... me boasting about some teriffic weekend filled with parties and naked women, chocolate filled swimming pools, playboy bunnies, yeagermiester shots and threesomes with obama... alas even though i had one of those weekend i will not be reporting about it.

instead i will rub my crystal balls and speculate as to what you all may have done with yourselves since friday... 

*rubs balls and needs a moment*

ahem...

*tries again*

well now arent we an eager beaver?!?!?

*one last time, he believes the third time is the charm he looks into his crystal balls and sees the clouds disappear revealing the secrets of his loyal and most revered followers*

i see someone doing their taxes... wait there is more... this person is doing their taxes while watching t.v. in their kitchen.....

i see someone freshly back from the grocery store, unloading supplies and putting their "work mickey" in to their briefcase for Monday...

what do we have here??? someone has brought work home with them this weekend and is just now getting it accomplished... 

oh yes... these images are very convoluted... *rubs crystal balls extra hard to see though the haze* hmmmm.... there must be more than one of you dealing with sickness in the family... yes, yes... there is one of you out the with mud butt in the family... another is dealing with a fever... several of you are dealing with family members already planning to not get up on time come Monday morning....

*takes moment to channel voices and is obviously looking drained from speaking with the undead*

i foresee someone having an unexpected wild night out on Monday evening...

i for see this wild night out ending in an awkward moment for some one else come Tuesday morning...

the voices are telling me that work sucks for some one... 

*rubs temples and begins speaking in tongues* 

its like a chorus on a baptist Sunday! there seems to be twenty or so different solos in this musical, each one expressing how much they hate their jobs... but all coming together to sound as one...

*wakes self up and bolts into an upright position , looks around to see many people other  are looking on with his uncanny visions. then promptly passes out in the lap of the most beautiful cheese  he has ever seen*

so yes.... the weekend has come and gone.... let us know what else you've done this weekend!!!