Posted by: Joe | October 23, 2007

Rage

If I ever meet the guy that I replaced at work, he will receive a Thermonuclear Cockpunch(tm).  My fist and his sack will collide at such a high rate of speed they will combine into heavier elements.

He wrote the software equivalent of a Rube Goldberg machine that I have been dealing with for 6 months.  I think in his new gig he’s launching a weather balloon with the Space Shuttle.

I will go home now.

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Responses

  1. Thermonuclear Cockpunch(tm) … I love it and will use it. The words, I mean, not the punch. Well, probably not the punch :)


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