Today after work I went to the mall and spent 2 joyous hours with Marina and Anilga while they worked, then we went to Picanha with a cute bunch: Anahid, Ester, Sirvart, Ramtin, Marina, Anilga, and me. Saying bye was weird, very weird. It didn't feel like a goodbye. It still hasn't hit me that I'm going. A few more days...
And I jacked this from a buddy:
Many people are at a loss for a response when someone says: "You don't know Jack Schitt." Now you can handle this situation.
Jack Schitt is the only son of Awe Schitt and Oh Schitt. Awe Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, married Oh Schitt, the owner of Kneedeep Schitt Inc.
In turn, Jack Schitt married Noe Schitt and the deeply religious couple produced six children. Holy Schitt, their first, unfortunately passed on shortly after childbirth. Next came twin sons, Deep Schitt and Dip Schitt; two daughters, Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt; and another son, Bull Schitt.
Against his parent's objections, Deep Schitt married Dumb Schitt, a high school dropout.
Dip Schitt married Lotta Schitt and they produced a Mongoloid son, Chicken Schitt. Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt were inseparable throughout their childhood, and married the Happens brothers in a joyous dual ceremony. The Schitt-Happens children are Dawg Schitt, Byrdd Schitt, and Horace Schitt.
Bull Schitt, the prodigal son, left home to tour the world. He recently returned to the family farm with his new Italian bride, Pisa Schitt, on his arm. The young couple is awaiting the imminent arrival of Baby Schitt.
Now when someone tells you that you don't know Jack Schitt, you can correct them.
