Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Slice of Lime-Alter Egos

I have a confession to make.

I have an alter ego.

He's a 12 year old boy named Jeff.

He thinks farts and boogers are funny and likes poop jokes.

He loves Spongebob Squarepants but sometimes calls him Spoogeboob.

He also thinks blowing things up with firecrackers is way fun.  What? Not like a car or anything, maybe just a Barbie doll.  Cuz it would be fun to launch her into space.  (Ok, fine, if you're going to cry about it I'll just take my old G. I. Joe and make it look like he's trying to hump her every time you dress her up.)  Or like a garbage can...an old metal one so it would really echo.  Man that would rawk!

Sometimes Jeff gets me in trouble like when I am convinced to launch myself from a backyard zipline.  Yeah, bad idea.

Not everyone appreciates Jeff so he's not allowed to come out to play very often.  But he does have one friend.  At work, there's another lady who is really in touch with her inner 12 year old boy.  His name is Barry.

You know I felt like crap earlier this week.  And last week Barry was on vacation.  Today Jeff and Barry were glad to be back together causing all sorts of trouble at work.


Here they are laughing at themselves at lunch. (Insert Beavis & Butthead laughs.....you said "insert," heh, heh heh heh!)

18 comments:

silly rabbit said...

Yay for Jeff and Barry! Its co-workers like this that make work worth getting up for every day.

Leslie said...

LOVE that pic!!

I'm reading AND writing blog posts again! I got you pinned and followed once again! Please return the favor :)

G-Man said...

Trini...?
Are those clip on Sun Glasses?

Craig said...

Heh-heh-heh. . .

You said 'boob'. . .

coopernicus said...

he he he he...you said boob...he he he he

Beach Bum said...

He thinks farts and boogers are funny and likes poop jokes.

Like there was ever any doubt.

haphazardlife said...

Mine is David.

Craig said...

I'm actually sort-of impressed by how many grown women have a junior-high boy living in the back of their heads. Even some of the most outwardly prim ladies I know, if you poke them just right, can become surprisingly, um, earthy. . .

(heh-heh-heh. . . I said 'poke')

Craver Vii said...

Jeff and Barry? More like Nitro and Glycerine. ;-)

for a different kind of girl said...

My 12 year old inner boy is Seth. Seth hasn't been through in awhile, but today, he swung by when I shelved a new kids book titled "Wiener Wolf.' It was nice to hang out with him for a bit. :)

Suldog said...

I won't argue with you, concerning the ages of your inner boys, but my first thought when I saw the photo was "Wayne's World". And I mean that in a good way.

Craig said...

@faDKoG - Seth was the first person I thought of when I read this post. . .

;)

Alice Audrey said...

Makes for a great friendship.


- Alice

Hilary said...

That's so fun.. I'm glad you have a friend with an inner brat to match your own.

Moannie said...

May you never grow old Jeff. XX

Jocelyn said...

I'd be okay sending my daughter to Prom with either one of you.

Mona said...

Hello Jeff! :)

S said...

LOL Cool! I have a feeling you are a lot of fun in real life....