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08-17-2011, 12:21 AM | #1 |
Adjusting to the Life
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The Tale ofThe Blue Waffle
As some of you may by now know I work with Andrew (DPD6030). He is the person that has begun to lead me down the rabbit hole that is the world of cigars. On last Wednesday he had brought me some Perdomo Lot 23 Robusotos that I was purchasing from him, he’s like my dealer.
So we were talking about whatever and he used the term “blue waffle”. I was stumped as I had never heard this term before. He found this amusing and began to laugh. He told me to Google it, mind you we were at work, and see what it was. I could tell by the way he said it, this was to a good idea, and however, he then informed me he would give me five cigars if I would do it. That is when it happened, I decided five cigars would be worth the possibility of being written up at work and I googled “blue waffle”. Now mind you, do not try this at work. What happened next is burned into my brain; I cannot remove the image that I saw. I shall try and be delicate here: the “blue waffle” is a fictitious disease of the…..well southern female mommy parts. The picture looked as though someone had rubbed blueberries all over it, giving it the color, stretched it out then covered it with warts. (THE HORROR, THE HORROR) I see it when I close my eyes now, make it go away!! Andrew erupted in laughter, as I could not get the window closed fast enough. I thought he was going to fall out of the chair he was in. He then informed me that the look on my face was worth five cigars. So I get to work the next night and he presented me with not five but seven cigars, and he was still laughing about it. So I guess in the end Andrew is still and great guy with a sense of humor that can sue the city for building the sidewalk too close to his rear end. Will try and add pic of my "Blue Waffle Prize" laterm having some issues with it.
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