More pie

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Even if this were my day, I'd still hate doing time.

TM

Even if this were my day, I wouldn't remember that time a week later.

[dtb]

Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
Why is everyone always complaining about how someone else wants their cake and wants to eat it too? Of course I want to have my cake and eat it too. I like cake. I like eating it, and I want to have it also, in case I want to eat it in the future. Not only do I want to have my cake and eat it too. I want to simultaneously have my cake, eat my cake, shove my cake up the ass of my second worst enemy, and force feed the cake that was shoved up the ass of Flower Enemy #2 to Flower Enemy #1. And I also want that same cake to be floating in the air behind the next person who compains to me about my wanting to have my cake and eat it to so I can see the cake and have pleasant cake-related thoughts as I repeatedly stab that person in the eyes.

I'm not being greedy. I just like cake.

Too bad it's not your birthday.

[notcasesensitive]

Originally posted by dtb
I'm glad I S'd. That is exactly what I meant. Geez. Is this really all that hard to understand?

I am not afraid to admit that I would take either of your lifestyles (not working/working only the hours that you choose to work) over the one I have now (billables billables billables). I would find different uses for my time, I'm sure, but I think I could adjust. The only hard part is the loss of the paycheck.

[Tyrone Slothrop]

Originally posted by pony_trekker
Depends. Does your law firm let you shit your pants and eat green jello for dinner?

Not if you describe it as such on the monthly billing statement.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by Penske_Account
So I am on the treadmill last night, and as everyone who's anyone knows, I was down with the Wu back in the day, since they came str8outta shaolin, and I am Ironman, and fka Tony Stark, so of course Ghostface is on my iPod. I am listening to his brand new shit, and the remix of "Back Like That" comes on, and the intro is NeYo talking over the beat, and introducing people and he says,

"Ghostface, your getting fat now."

And Starkes talks over and says,

"It's the remix, got the fat stomach I’m laid up , eating good now"

Tm,

Life imitating art or art imitating life?

Life imitating art.

TM

[Jack Manfred]

Originally posted by Sidd Finch
A Jennifer Connelly-related line second only to "ass to ass" in Requiem for a Dream.

Do you think the other woman in that scene was happy when she got the call that she was cast?
What kind of audition did she have?
Does she go to the premiere?
Doesn't she secretly want to end up on the cutting room floor?

[SlaveNoMore]

Jack Manfred
Do you think the other woman in that scene was happy when she got the call that she was cast?
What kind of audition did she have?
Does she go to the premiere?
Doesn't she secretly want to end up on the cutting room floor?

"Lesbo Sex scene with Jennifer Connolly in an art-house flick."

There was probably a casting line out the door

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
don't be shy. ask if she needs an associate.

Screw that. I'm holding out for the manny gig.

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[Penske_Account]

So the IT guy comes into my office a few minutes ago. Asks me what I am doing for a lunch....I say probably not eating and working at my desk. He says, "hmmmm, I can go for the tuna from [restaurant in our building]" I responded yes, that sounds good. He then says, "you treating?". Huh!?!? He then says, "oh by the way, I ran the quarterly cookie check on the Firm's network, some interesting cookies.......not quite work safe, if you know what I mean"....yes, I know what he means.

So, now I have to buy this doofus lunch.

But it gets worse and weirder....so then he says, "hey, you know Ron Jeremy, right?" I reply that I know who he is (the number of porn site cookies on my harddrive make it impossible for me to pretend I don't) but I don't know know him. He says, "right, yeah, so I had a dream last night, I was spit-roasting some hot chick with Ron Jeremy, and during the roasting, Ron puts up his hand for a high five, and when I give it to him, he holds my hand and won't let go.......then I woke up.......do you think I'm a gay? Latently?"

I hemmed and hawed and during which I IM'd my secretary and had her buzz me, and then pretended I had a client call and kicked him out.

Is this fucked up or what? What should I say to this guy next time I see him? (my secretary is delivering his tuna lunch to him, so I am avoiding him for now).

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by patentparanyc
AND AND that he subjected me to some strict standard stringent set of parameters like model like and all that and gorgeous hottie standards.

I applied no such standard. You are not pretty at all. Period. You can jump up and down and pretend I lied or say I have impossibly high standards, but I was not judging you based on if I would sleep with you or date you. I simply looked at your face and could tell that you are neither pretty nor cute. I met you with the sole goal being to give everyone on this board an idea of what you look like.

The overwhelming majority of people on this earth would agree with me and I am quite certain everybody on this board would feel the same way. So, until you meet Sebby and he comes back and posts all about how cute you are (or until you convince SS to actually post about how pretty you are), shut the fuck up.

Originally posted by patentparanyc
I implied I was a pretty girl that gets a lot of attention. I do.

We know you did. You do every fucking day. The fact is, you are not pretty and the attention you get has absolutely no connection to your looks. If you think it does, you are completely delusional.

Originally posted by patentparanyc
Attys here buy me coffee, give me sbux cards, take me out to lunch. I get hit on on the train, in GC in sbux which was high comedy here everywhere.

The attorneys are being nice to you because you work for them and they are probably nice people. Unless they are uglier than you or have some sort of fat, asian girl fetish, they are not hitting on you. Neither are the people you run into every day.

Whenever anyone says you are hot, they are telling you a white lie to avoid hurting your feelings. They do this because it is so very obvious to everyone around you that you need validation about (i) how you look (because you are well below average), (ii) your career choice (because paralegals ain't shit, no matter how much money you make -- I know, I used to be one) and (iii) your lifestyle (as evidenced by the fact that you can't have a conversation for more than 30 seconds without mentioning a brand name you want or are wearing).

You are a shallow, pathetic, empty, nothing of a person. Usually this perfect storm of emptiness occurs only in hot women. But you don't even have that. You are considerably overweight and unattractive. In fact, if you lost 40 pounds, you would still be unattractive.

Keep telling yourself that I lied about your looks. Because that's really all you have to hold onto. The truth hurts.

TM

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by patentparanyc
He never said you weren't pretty. But a third party did. I never apologized to him for that one, I felt it was fair game since he lied about being attractive. That third party got it on reference from someone else. so you take that for w it is worth babe.

Although my last post was harsh, at least you aren't completely worthless. Maybe it makes me crazy, but I honestly could not believe that even you would stoop to something so low.

TM

[notcasesensitive]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
I applied no such standard. You are not pretty at all. Period. You can jump up and down and pretend I lied or say I have impossibly high standards, but I was not judging you based on if I would sleep with you or date you. I simply looked at your face and could tell that you are neither pretty nor cute. I met you with the sole goal being to give everyone on this board an idea of what you look like.

The overwhelming majority of people on this earth would agree with me and I am quite certain everybody on this board would feel the same way. So, until you meet Sebby and he comes back and posts all about how cute you are (or until you convince SS to actually post about how pretty you are), shut the fuck up.

We know you did. You do every fucking day. The fact is, you are not pretty and the attention you get has absolutely no connection to your looks. If you think it does, you are completely delusional.

The attorneys are being nice to you because you work for them and they are probably nice people. Unless they are uglier than you or have some sort of fat, asian girl fetish, they are not hitting on you. Neither are the people you run into every day.

Whenever anyone says you are hot, they are telling you a white lie to avoid hurting your feelings. They do this because it is so very obvious to everyone around you that you need validation about (i) how you look (because you are well below average), (ii) your career choice (because paralegals ain't shit, no matter how much money you make -- I know, I used to be one) and (iii) your lifestyle (as evidenced by the fact that you can't have a conversation for more than 30 seconds without mentioning a brand name you want or are wearing).

You are a shallow, pathetic, empty, nothing of a person. Usually this perfect storm of emptiness occurs only in hot women. But you don't even have that. You are considerably overweight and unattractive. In fact, if you lost 40 pounds, you would still be unattractive.

Keep telling yourself that I lied about your looks. Because that's really all you have to hold onto. The truth hurts.

TM

You are such a flirt.

[Not Bob]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
That sounds nice. Be sure to PM Not Bob. I'm sure he has some helpful pointers for small town practice.

Make sure that the retainer check clears before you incur any hard costs or substantial time. Join the Rotary. Spend extra with the coffee service to get decent stuff for the lobby pot, and don't use the powdered creamer.

Fenwick also suggests running a background check before you let the client into the office, but the rest of us found The Pie Guy (did you know that throwing a pie at someone is a felony?) quite amusing, and the chocolate cream residue cleaned off of the naughahyde chair nicely.

[Jack Manfred]

From Overheard in New York:

Woman: We'll have the perfectly peanut butter sundae.
Store girl: Okay, sure.
Man: Come on, you know I fucking hate the taste of peanut butter!
Woman: Are you kidding me? I ate your jizz just a couple of hours ago, I think you eating the ice cream I want would be a decent fucking compromise!
Store girl: ...Um...Yeah, so...I'm taking that as extra peanut butter.

--Dylan's Candy Bar, 3rd Avenue