Eff Em Friday

Written by Slim Jackson on September 10, 2010 - 92 Comments
Eff Em Fridays

Why do the short weeks always feel the effin’ longest?

Slim Jackson

Eff this major organizational meeting coming up that has my head doing 360′s like I’m possessed. Eff these reports, eff these numbers, eff these charts, eff it all to effin’ hell!

Eff drunk texting. Nothing like waking up and saying “oh no” followed by a slap on the forehead. **Takes a sip of V-8** I do type well when drunk though.

Eff the fact it took me 2 weeks to bring a pair of slacks to a dry cleaner I walk by everyday.

Eff emotions. Call me Mr. Icebox. (pause?)

Eff this 8 month s*x drought I’ve been going through…

Toodaloo.

Seattle Washington

Eff wanting to call an “escort” to “surprise” Slim after work today. After all, “That’s what friends are for…”

Eff still being at work as I write these eff ‘ems. Eff that I’ll be back at work when you’re reading these eff ‘ems.

Eff that it could’ve ended beautifully, but it went horribly wrong instead. And eff not knowing why or when the car went off the cliff. And eff me for still caring. When did I start to have… feeeeelings?

Eff all my friends that are getting married and having babies. I didn’t know it was that time in our lives, but thanks for the update folks. Uncle Seattle it is.

Eff making bad decisions and eff them for feeling so damn good.

Eff slingshots and the hilarity they bring.  Fast forward to :15 if you’re impatient.

Miss Jenkins

Eff being emotionally drained.

Eff all three of us being kinda emo today. What the eff is that about?

Eff being too young to be feeling this old.

Eff the 3-4 miles I will be running 3 days a week. I feel the pain in my knees already. But I want a flat(ter) tummy, it must be done. Sigh.

Eff the last first semester of my educational career. It’s bittersweet.

The Honorable and Rather Articulate Award Winning RightCoastLexSteele, A Real American Hero

Eff the Redskins.

Eff the Patriots.

Yea…and eff you guys for being emo today.  I threw up in my mouth a little just reading that.

Eff that fool that was planning to burn Qu’ran in Florida on 9/11.  Does the term “international incident” mean anything to you, buddy?  Jackass.

It’s your turn. Eff away.

The Three Ways Crew

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