Archive for the 'Vapid Capital' Category

mistakes were made

Wednesday, September 17th, 2008

Incubus: Beatrix it seems like there was a mistake in the quarterly report
Beatrix Kiddo: Where?
I: See it appears that there’s one word that is not aligned with the rest of the others
BK: I see, the one that’s off by one letter to the right?
I: Yes that one. I think we need to reprocess the whole […]

the hard drive exchange

Wednesday, July 30th, 2008

All things have a place in the universe. They also have laws. For example, a predator is a carnivore. Law of nature. My dog licks his balls. Bam! Law of nature. Incubus is a scamming thief. Law of motherfucking nature.
Time Thief: So Beatrix my laptop broke  
Beatrix Kiddo: (eye roll square) What is this? The 17th laptop? Are […]

ridiculous request #2899

Wednesday, July 30th, 2008

Time Thief: Beatrix, could you make a note to tell the building that the window in my office looks dirty from the outside?
Beatrix Kiddo: (munching through inhaling lunch) Hmmm…what?
TT: Yes, it’s totally messy. I’d like them to clean it up
BK: Sure (I’ll put it in the bin of “it never will happen”)
This deranged lunatic expects the […]

hategrams

Friday, June 13th, 2008

It’s no secret that TwatHead Ventures is the most unsuccessful venture capital firm that ever was. Odds are pretty high that if we (and by we, I mean they) fund it, whatever venture it happens to be, it will end as a catastrophic failure.
To put it in perspective, if THV would have funded Google, Yahoo’s […]

yogi is going to have a feast

Friday, June 13th, 2008

Incubus has confided in me that he wants to give his wife a nice 40th birthday gift. Does he think I’m all that trustworthy? Nope, he just wants me to organize the whatever it is he wants to do for her. Blimey.
The plan is to take her camping to Yellowstone National Park. With the baby… […]

protect the future

Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

The ocassion: Company’s non-denominational holiday dinner
The location: The ghastly hunting club that gives everyone the creeps (…plus food poisoning)
The guests: All the slaves  employees, the bosses, and their idiot wives (and this time around also their kids…kids!)
Now, Incubus and Succubus have a penchant for doing seating arrangements because they swear that they are the ultimate authority […]

high oil prices? pffffftttt

Monday, June 9th, 2008

You gotta give it to Incubus’ evil genius. He has single handedly come up with the solution for not paying high prices at the pump.
Incubus wants to be good to the environment (this can also be interpreted as “I’m a cheap asshole and the Prius savings cockamamie story has yet to actually made a difference […]

you got served

Friday, May 23rd, 2008

Incubus got the envelope!!! The one from the IRS that is. The one that says “you’re being audited.” Break out the cymbals, this is the beginning of the end!
Of course in his mind (you know…the one floating over cloud 9) he is not the one being audited. The company is. Riiiiight, because that is the […]

added to the job description - valet parking attendant

Thursday, May 22nd, 2008

Stupid LP: Hello, I’m here to meet with Time Thief and company
Beatrix Kiddo: Sure, please come in to the conference room. I’ll go get the partners…In the meantime, would you care for a beverage?
SLP: Thank you, I’m ok. Can I ask you a question about the parking?
Fucking ay. Gentlemen place your bets: will the stupid […]

flight to neverland

Friday, May 16th, 2008

Time Thief: Beaaaaatrix, can you call United?
Beatrix Kiddo: Sure, what for?
TT: I don’t like the seats they assigned. Change them per the usual and make sure they know that we are traveling with the baby
BK: (I pressume so that they can assign a stewardess to fetch clean diapers…idiot) Right, there’s a slight problem with the […]