Tagged: funny

Tag, tag me do

Here I was, snoring around at my job in a non-threatening manner, obviously a threat to no one but my weak overburdened chair, without a malicious bone in my body, when all of a sudden, without warning, jumps in Bill Libey, stage right, and tags me up in this post...

Way to go?

Can you believe it or what… My dad held back on me. Now stay with me on this. As some of you may have guessed, I am my dad’s son. (Nice work, Sherlock). This entitles me to a certain level of genetic inheritance as far as talent and capabilities are...

Oh, My Aching Back!

Have you ever been kicked savagely around your lower right abdomen by an intoxicated, vengeful mule repeatedly until your side is reduced to a lump of coagulated slush? If so, you would know exactly how I feel right about now. Now I am not implying here that I have been...

A Brief Madness

I was getting bored out of my considerably large shell this weekend, when life suddenly jumped up and slapped me right across the face screaming “How in BLAZES can you be bored? Take a look around, dammit. Take a look around!”. I can tell you it wasn’t a pleasant experience....

Adios, Hammy Goes?

Things change. They do. And the damned things keep changing all the time. Just when you think you’re getting the hang of things, there they go changing all over again!! A damn nuisance, I tell ya. I understand there are lots of people who actually embrace change. I’m not one...

The Mush That Binds

Regular readers of this site would know of the cold war and subsequent status quo between Hamish and his relatives over the quest for marital bliss. For those who came in late, I am at a stage in life where I put up trenches and shout “hold your fort” to...

Dry days are trying days

Those who know Hamish Joy are qualified to testify under oath – “Hammy? Oh, he’s Christian, I think, but he’s not really that religious, if you know what I mean.” Sure, I say ‘God’ and ‘Jesus Christ’, pretty often, but it is more frequently used as stress busting expressions than...

Spice Up Yours

A cellular phone is more or less the norm for the people of today. You can’t throw a brick around Bangalore without knocking off somebody’s cellphone, crushing the teeny lil thing and eventually getting sued for a helluvalotta money. It is the cultural norm and a workplace necessity; the default...

Hide’n Scare – Juvenile games, episode 1

She was picking up the groceries from the forward rack. Her back was turned against me. It was night time, and the store was more or less deserted. It was, as Elmer would say, vely vely quiet. And she had no idea I was sneaking up on her. This was...

Saving Face – For Your Eyes Only

Ok, I’ve thought about this long and hard. I think I’ll do it. I’m going to trust you with a secret. But shh… not a word to anyone. Like I just said… It’s a secret. It’s a teeny tiny incident that happened a couple of weeks ago. I haven’t told...

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