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And while I’m in a humourous mood, I thought I’d share some photos which have been sitting in my inbox for quite a few months. Every time I take a look at them I pretty much cry with laughter. This has obviously been done in some professional studio while the boss is out…. Enjoy!

OK, everyone stop what you’re doing right now and head over to South Park Studio. Now you can have your own South Park caricature that looks like you in less than five minutes (time quoted is excluding time spent laughing). Here’s mine:

I urgently needed a few days off work, but I knew the Boss would not allow me to take a leave. I
thought that maybe if I acted “CRAZY” then he would tell me to take a few days off.

So I hung upside down on the ceiling and made funny noises. My co-worker (who’s blonde) asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was pretending to be a light bulb so that the Boss would think I was “CRAZY” and give me a few days off.

A few minutes later the Boss came into the office and asked “What are you doing?” I told him I was a light bulb.

He said, “You are clearly stressed out. Go home and recuperate for a couple of days.” I jumped down and walked out of the office.

When my co-worker (the blonde) followed me, the Boss asked her “… And where do you think you’re going?”

(You’re gonna love this…..)

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She said, “I’m going home too, I can’t work in the dark.”

A man flying in a hot air balloon realized he was lost.

Reducing altitude, he spotted a man on the ground and descended to shouting range..

“Excuse me,” he shouted. “Can you help me? I promised my friend I would meet him a half hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.”

The man below responded: “Yes. You are in a hot air balloon, hovering approximately 30 feet above this field. You are between 40 and 42 degrees North Latitude, and between 58 and 60 degrees West Longitude.”

“You must be an engineer,” responded the balloonist.

“I am,” the man replied. “How did you know?”

“Well,” said the balloonist, “everything you have told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to make of your information, and the fact is I am still lost.”

Whereupon the man on the ground responded, “You must be a manager.”

“That I am” replied the balloonist, “but how did you know?”

“Well,” said the man, “you don’t know where you are, or where you’re going. You have made a promise which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. The fact is, you are in the exact same position you were before we met, but now it is somehow my fault.”