Loser News

So, I’m enjoying a peaceful drive to work when Dan comes screaming by me in his nodescript, mind-numbingly white, nerd transport vehicle.  He’s completely absorbed in a vapid conversation with his fellow dorks, tooling down the road at break neck speeds, oblivious to the world around him, as well as the posted speed limit.  So, I shoot out one of his tires with my crossbow.

Well, I didn’t actually do that, but that’s what I wanted to do.

Then, I get to work and Deanna’s in the office with her rock and roll blaring.  When I ask her to turn her acid rock down, she says (naggy voice inferred) “It’s not acid rock. It’s the Red Chile Pepper Faces”, or something like that.  So, I shoot the radio with my crossbow and tell Deanna that there’s more where that came from.

Well, I would have done that if I had a crossbow.