And the stick man lives.....

Last week this was forwarded to me in an email.

I can't help it, I laughed my ass off, and then forwarded it on to other unsuspecting individuals. Yes, sick and twisted, I know.

One of the individuals I happened to pass it along to was a former boss of mine, a tall skinny guy.

He opens the email, then calls me and asks "So, what are you trying to tell me, I'm a stick man?"


I reply "Well, if you are, then you're the last of your kind."

"You know what that means, don't you?" he asks.

Being every much the smart ass I am, I reply "Hmmmm.... that you're not getting any??" after which, I laughed until my sides hurt.

This has become a running joke between the two of us. Every time I see him now I greet him with 'hey stickman', for which he replies 'hey trouble'.

So today I pass him in the main isle and greet him "Hey Stickman, what are you up to?"

For which he replies "Oh, just out trying to light some fires."