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Showing posts with label door not lock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label door not lock. Show all posts
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Monday, May 26, 2014
Let's Seriously Redact The Shit Out Of The EADJ Mail Sack!
Submitted by Tom W via text:
"This picture was on the wall of labor and delivery at Roosevelt hospital. I have no idea what artistic value it possesses."
Yes, that's his shit in the gutter.
[Editor's note: The identity of the mother and son have been obscured for their privacy, and the boy's dangling genitals have been covered by a photo of Chinese potatoes.]
***UPDATE: ****
"And two pics down from that? Howdy Doody molesting Raggedy Ann."
Monday, September 20, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
And Now, Vince's Uncle Roberto with How To Set Up a Remote Connection To Your Workplace Using VPN (Windows Only)

From another location, you can connect to a workplace network or another network by using a virtual private network (VPN) connection. Ask your network administrator for the name of the VPN server before you open the wizard.
Open the Connect to a Workplace wizard by clicking the Windows "Start" button, clicking "Control Panel," clicking "Network" and "Internet," clicking "Network and Sharing Center," clicking "Set up a connection or network," and then clicking "Connect to a workplace."
And speaking of clicking, if I hear someone in the back of my limo messing with the door locks for no goddam reason, you can bet I'm dropping their ass off at the next corner. Rules is rules, people.
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Thursday, January 7, 2010
The Worst of All Possible Outcomes
Spotted today at the front entrance of the Old Bridge Deli, the beloved Rolly Wrap machine is slated for removal.

Here to commemorate the passing of a beloved foodstuff, a poem by e. e. cummings, slightly altered for this entry:
i carry your rolly wrap with me
i carry your rolly wrap with me(i carry it in
my stomach)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no bread(for you are my bread,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever that guy with the mustache and dirty apron has always meant
and whatever an oven will always bake is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the menu that offers roni, cheesy, super, munch roll, or veggi
i carry your rolly wrap(i carry it in my stomach)
e. e. cummings
Here to commemorate the passing of a beloved foodstuff, a poem by e. e. cummings, slightly altered for this entry:
i carry your rolly wrap with me
i carry your rolly wrap with me(i carry it in
my stomach)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no bread(for you are my bread,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever that guy with the mustache and dirty apron has always meant
and whatever an oven will always bake is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the menu that offers roni, cheesy, super, munch roll, or veggi
i carry your rolly wrap(i carry it in my stomach)
e. e. cummings
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
The ProofrEADJer
I'm just going to post the photos, not make any snarky remarks. Who am I, Jay Leno?


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Only one sign was corrected after a few days:
Close up:
Only one sign was corrected after a few days:
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