It's a very rainy Friday night. Most of us will be working pretty late - some to avoid coming over the weekend and some others to avoid the traffic.
A colleague and I are fortifying ourselves with coffee for the long night ahead.
We listlessly go through the newspaper, and I happen to point out one article that says: "50 cent reunites with son."
My colleague quips, "Does that make him a full dollar now?"
Sigh. That's why no-one should work overtime. It's hazardous to (for?) humour.
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Who is this stand-up-comedian?? :P
:D
hi uptown,
call me and will tell you. By the way, how's the new job working out?
Hey impulsive,
:-)
50 cents. When musicians have to name themselves after money it is indeed the end of the arts :)
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