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Posted by TmT
- December 10, 2007, 05:59:03 PM :!! :)))
Posted by raindropz
- December 09, 2007, 05:00:36 PM :D lol
Posted by TmT
- December 07, 2007, 11:20:45 PMQuote from: pizzaman984 on December 07, 2007, 11:18:04 PMty ty ty :!!
:D lol <:>
Posted by pizzaman984
- December 07, 2007, 11:18:04 PM :D lol <:>
Posted by TmT
- December 06, 2007, 02:55:52 AM
:>> :o0 (O+O) :-* 
Posted by TmT
- December 03, 2007, 11:13:03 AMGawd, guess I have to wait til tomorrow O+O
Posted by TmT
- December 03, 2007, 05:32:02 AMQuote from: vasunlover on December 03, 2007, 05:18:24 AMUh..I dont want that job...but I sure as heck need a good colon therapist now and then <fallin out my chair> lmfaoz
well........how about.........
• Colon hydrotherapist
Complementary therapies are very popular these days, including art therapy, dance therapy, aromatherapy and massage therapy. But one where you definitely need to have no airs and graces is that of a colon hydrotherapist – surely the modern equivalent of the groom of the stool!
Quote from: vasunlover on December 03, 2007, 05:22:41 AMWait... lmao.. wait... they die for "crab legs"... we not talkin bout the crabs you eat, here... huh?
OR
1. Richard Simmons' shorts seamstress. (No one sells those anymore. They have to be custom-made. By someone.)
2. St. Patrick's Day Cleanup Crew: Vomit Division.
3. Whoever's in charge of telling George Lucas that his latest script is awesome.
4. President of the United States.
5. Those guys who die for crab legs.
Posted by vasunlover
- December 03, 2007, 05:22:41 AMOR
1. Richard Simmons' shorts seamstress. (No one sells those anymore. They have to be custom-made. By someone.)
2. St. Patrick's Day Cleanup Crew: Vomit Division.
3. Whoever's in charge of telling George Lucas that his latest script is awesome.
4. President of the United States.
5. Those guys who die for crab legs.
1. Richard Simmons' shorts seamstress. (No one sells those anymore. They have to be custom-made. By someone.)
2. St. Patrick's Day Cleanup Crew: Vomit Division.
3. Whoever's in charge of telling George Lucas that his latest script is awesome.
4. President of the United States.
5. Those guys who die for crab legs.
Posted by vasunlover
- December 03, 2007, 05:18:24 AMwell........how about.........
• Colon hydrotherapist
Complementary therapies are very popular these days, including art therapy, dance therapy, aromatherapy and massage therapy. But one where you definitely need to have no airs and graces is that of a colon hydrotherapist – surely the modern equivalent of the groom of the stool!
• Colon hydrotherapist
Complementary therapies are very popular these days, including art therapy, dance therapy, aromatherapy and massage therapy. But one where you definitely need to have no airs and graces is that of a colon hydrotherapist – surely the modern equivalent of the groom of the stool!
Posted by TmT
- December 03, 2007, 05:16:12 AMOh heck nah, I cant be no embalmer heck nah :xx
Posted by vasunlover
- December 03, 2007, 05:07:53 AMor
• Embalmer
If we were to take the advice of that 18th-century American Renaissance man Benjamin Franklin, career decisions would be obvious – 'In this world, nothing can be said to be certain except death and taxes,' he quipped. If this is the case, one of the most secure jobs around should be that of an embalmer.
Embalmers preserve the bodies of the deceased, restore their physical appearance as faithfully as possible, and eliminate any of the distressing signs of death. It's a very dignified job, requiring tact and sensitivity. You'll also need great attention to detail and skill with your hands for the precise surgical work. A strong stomach is essential – the squeamish need not apply.
• Embalmer
If we were to take the advice of that 18th-century American Renaissance man Benjamin Franklin, career decisions would be obvious – 'In this world, nothing can be said to be certain except death and taxes,' he quipped. If this is the case, one of the most secure jobs around should be that of an embalmer.
Embalmers preserve the bodies of the deceased, restore their physical appearance as faithfully as possible, and eliminate any of the distressing signs of death. It's a very dignified job, requiring tact and sensitivity. You'll also need great attention to detail and skill with your hands for the precise surgical work. A strong stomach is essential – the squeamish need not apply.
Posted by TmT
- December 03, 2007, 05:05:17 AMQuote from: vasunlover on December 03, 2007, 04:58:15 AM<<fallin out my chair>>lmfaoz ... oh my gawd.. u gotta be kiddin me.......... lmao soooooo hard!!!
"A traveling toupee salesman."
or
"The worst job I've ever had was a one-week temp job for a hosiery company. They produced lingerie and underwear shows on the catwalks of Paris. Instead of discarding the unmentionables once the shows were over, they shipped them back to the U.S. as a part of their inventory, presumably for tax purposes. My job was to sort through each used pair of both men's and women's undergarments. I was put into a cubicle with a computer and Hefty sacks full of the 'inventory.' I was assured that the garments had been washed.
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Posted by vasunlover
- December 03, 2007, 04:58:15 AM"A traveling toupee salesman."
or
"The worst job I've ever had was a one-week temp job for a hosiery company. They produced lingerie and underwear shows on the catwalks of Paris. Instead of discarding the unmentionables once the shows were over, they shipped them back to the U.S. as a part of their inventory, presumably for tax purposes. My job was to sort through each used pair of both men's and women's undergarments. I was put into a cubicle with a computer and Hefty sacks full of the 'inventory.' I was assured that the garments had been washed.
:ll :ll :ll :ll :ll
or
"The worst job I've ever had was a one-week temp job for a hosiery company. They produced lingerie and underwear shows on the catwalks of Paris. Instead of discarding the unmentionables once the shows were over, they shipped them back to the U.S. as a part of their inventory, presumably for tax purposes. My job was to sort through each used pair of both men's and women's undergarments. I was put into a cubicle with a computer and Hefty sacks full of the 'inventory.' I was assured that the garments had been washed.
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Posted by TmT
- December 03, 2007, 04:42:53 AM*¨¨*♥♥*¨¨*♂*♥ Two Worst Jobs Ever ♥*♂ *¨¨*♥♥*¨¨*
Picture explains it all! :"
Picture explains it all! :"