The Humour Club discussion

I wish the weirdo that's been hanging around outside my office window would relocate to the park. It's very disconcerting when I stand up to file something, and he's staring in at me. But, being as I work at the public library, I'm repeatedly told that "these people have nowhere else to go." I don't know why he doesn't come inside, and watch porn on the computers, or sleep . . . like all the other homeless guys.

"Park" is also a verb. People sometimes forget that. Like, police, folks with small kids, women joggers...

Melki wrote: "I wish the weirdo that's been hanging around outside my office window would relocate to the park. It's very disconcerting when I stand up to file something, and he's staring in at me. But, being as..."

Really! Why am I the only one to see the obvious solutions to such problems????

It's simple, Melki. Loudly -- I mean, really LOUDLY -- play this music on a boom box:

most appropriate music

Line up the guy at the window and his fellow porn viewers. Then, give the guy at the front of the line $20 to lead them all to the park.

Problem solved.

Joel wrote: ""Park" is also a verb. People sometimes forget that. Like, police, folks with small kids, women joggers..."

Okay, Joel, honestly, I did try, but I give up. What do you have against women joggers????

Jay wrote: "Joel wrote: ""Park" is also a verb. People sometimes forget that. Like, police, folks with small kids, women joggers..."

Okay, Joel, honestly, I did try, but I give up. What do you have against wo..."

Nothing. They keep moving too fast for me.

Jay wrote: "What do you have against women joggers????"
Joel wrote: "Nothing. They keep moving too fast for me."


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When I load my backpack I prefer to get well beyond the "park." You may not see me for days.

Tim wrote: "Rebecca wrote: "When I load my backpack I prefer to get well beyond the "park." You may not see me for days."

Me too, I like to go deep into the woods."

Good for you, Tim! To each their own.

However, we city folks know that Mother Nature is not required for a genuine challenge. You can always try letting a $100 bill peek out of your back pocket as you jog through the Bronx.