cook, thief, and her lover

Where I work, cook, is simple.  The thief is a person at work who may or may not have stolen something.  Her lover is either me to the insatiable flirt at work or the woman at work for whom I have a strange, dream consuming, hunger.

 

The clue was, what the lover thought she saw, the thief, and the cook to whom she reported it.

 

Wild rumors and sudden impact and the realization that things work on a geological speed, political committees meeting before anything is really done.

high on highway

I have to pass a paint manufacturing plant. For months, nothing, but as of 10 days ago ... every day there is the rankness of aerosol paint in the air at that place. Eww!! "I'm gonna get high --- high!"+

+ Platoon

drawn to it

Okay, maybe it's also a sexual thing in my head, but I am drawn to it (ha ha), especially when the background is blue and the "spot" is white. I don't think I'm off the mark here.

gesture

At work a woman was talking about "hand dipped" corndogs and made a masturbatory, or stroking motion when saying it. She was unaware of doing so, but ... I think it will be a long time before I forget such a thing. Too darn funny!

Dietician's tip

"All you can eat" is not a tossing of gauntlet challenge for you to meet. It is, rather, a way for you to try many different items paying just one price. The world's or nation's eating competition champion is not four hundred, three hundred pounds, but rather thin. So, you can't match him -- give up on the "meaty boy" champ ideal. Just sample stuff, not stuff your face daily.

Oh, and dressing and gravy are not soup. They are actually condiments or augmentations for other food to blend flavors, rather than an unconventional beverage with your meal. When the ladle or spoon is too small, then your appetite is too big.

It's a bloody shame that I see the rhinos come out to all you can eat, being near sighted they can be prone to anger.

Also, don't get pissed about not being able to smoke. Look, my answer to the question, "can I smoke here" is yes ... if you're on fire, in which case I will either put you out with P-E-T-R-O-L or an extinguisher.

and the train kept a stoppin' all night long

I was driving home from work, when minutes from work, there was ... [dun dun ----] a train. I veered right hoping to find the end and avoid it. I turned again ... going to mak --, lights went red and I stopped. That stupid putz backed up, stopped and repeated. After 30 minutes I gave up and drove down several miles out of my way to another part and finally got home 35 minutes later than I should have.