| Well, it seems my insanity spreads easily to those
in contact with me. Point in case? Our neighbor at work. This time.
There have been other cases, but the dancing jimmies are a bit of an inside joke
between us, so we'll just reference this one at the moment.
What are the dancing jimmies, you may ask? Well, you may ask, but
I'm not telling. *snicker* I did tell you, after all, that it was an
inside joke, remember? You weren't there, you simply wouldn't get it. Suffice
it to say, originally? It involved a true story of ants, doughnuts, a VERY dirty
'resturaunt' and eventually, the food service people downstairs... with very old
food.
You thought that just cleared everything up, didn't you. Nope. There's more
too it.
Still, at some point, the incident got reffered to as the 'Dancing Jimmies' in
direct reference to the ants at the time... but moving on to be something COMPLETELY
different... It's funny, jimmies have
become sort of a daily reference... usually used to confuse anyone outside of the story...
which would be EVERYONE else. *snicker*
At any rate, on with the dancing jimmies humor and innane comments:
The picture I received the day after our Dancing Jimmies conversation. Yep,
I TOLD you I had a disturbing effect on the people around me. Did I mention that
this was done by a buisnessman? |