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Employee Appraisal

Employee Appraisal / Counseling Sheet
This form indicates employee performance in the position they currently hold.

Knowledge
[ ] The son of a bitch really knows his stuff
[ ] Knows just enough to be dangerous
[ ] Only half a brain and is dangerous
[ ] Fucking brain damaged, his coffee cup has a higher IQ

Accuracy
[ ] Does excellent work if not preoccupied with pussy
[ ] Pretty good, only occasionally blows it out his ass
[ ] Has to take off his shoes to count to ten
[ ] Couldn't count his balls and get the same number twice

Attitude
[ ] Extremely cooperative if you kiss his ass frequently
[ ] Brown nose in good standing
[ ] Often pisses off co[ ]workers, thinks it's his shop
[ ] Doesn't give a shit, never did and never will

Reliability
[ ] A really dependable little cocksucker
[ ] You can rely on him at evaluation time
[ ] Can rely on him to be the first one out the fucking door
[ ] Totally fucking useless/worthless

Appearance
[ ] Extremely neat, even combs his pubic hair
[ ] Looks great at evaluation time
[ ] Flies abandon fresh dog shit to follow him around
[ ] Dirty, filthy, dirty son of a bitch

Performance
[ ] Works like a son of a bitch, if there's money in it for him
[ ] Does all kinds of good shit at evaluation time
[ ] Works only if kicked in the ass every 2 minutes
[ ] Couldn't do less work if he were in a fucking coma


Farmer John's Pigs

A city boy decided to quit the rat race and bought himself a farm, which included a few sows. He wanted to breed the sows, but had no idea how to go about it. His neighbor volunteered some information on how to do the job, and told the city boy that what he needs to do is to mate the pigs. The city boy then asked how he would be able to tell if the sows were impregnated. Which his neighbor than explained to look and see where they were early in the morning. If they were up on the hill, they were pregnant; if they were in the sty, it hadn't worked. Not knowing what his neighbor had ment by mating the pigs, the young farmer figured that he had to mate them himself. Arriving home he took his sows, loaded them up in the back of his truck, took them out in the woods and shagged them all. The next morning, he leapt from the bed and looked up the hill, but alas the pigs were down in the mud. Grumbling, he loaded them back into the pickup and headed back to the woods and again he shagged the pigs again. The following three mornings were just the same; he would leap from the bed, look up the hill, find the pigs down in the mud and have to return them to the woods and shag them all. On the fifth morning, he hadn't the strength to get out of bed. He asked his wife to look out the window and tell him where the pigs were. "Well", she replied, "They're not on the hill, and they're not in the sty." Confused the young farmer then asked his wife to tell him where then were the pigs. "I don't if you'll believe me," she said, "but the pigs are all loaded up in the truck and one of them is in the driver's seat blowing the horn!"


Even More Headlines

Actual headlines that have appeared in America',s newspapers...

Boys Cause As Many Pregnancies As Girls

Stiff Opposition Expected To Casketless Funeral Plan

Hospitals Are Sued By Seven Foot Doctors

Condom Week Starts With A Cautious Bang

Some Pieces Of Rock Hudson Sold At Auction

Yellow Snow Studied To Test Nutrition

Scientists Note Progress In Herpes Battle; Ear Plugs Recommended

Antique Stripper To Demonstrate Wares At Store

Sadness Is No. 1 Reason Men And Women Cry

Mayor Says D.C. Is Safe Except For Murders

Check With Doctors Before Getting Sick

Neighbors Said Sniper Not Very Neighborly

Court Rules That Being A Jerk Is Not A Crime

April Slated As Child Abuse Month


Gee It's Dark In Here

This guy walks into a bar and sees a lady sitting by herself. He goes over and buys her and drink and they chat a while and he leaves with her to go to her place. They are in the middle of having a good time when he hears a noise at the door and she says "It's my husband home for lunch... quick, hide in the closet!" So he does. He's standing in the closet when he hears this small voice... "Gee, it's dark in here". He looks around trying to find out where it came from when he hears it again... "Gee, it's dark in here..." He quickly whispers "Shhhh, who are you?" The little voice says "That's my mommy and daddy out there, gee, it's dark in here, I'm scared, I'm gonna scream." The man whispers back "No, PLEASE don't scream. I'll give you five dollars if you don't scream." The little boy answers "Gee, it's dark in here, I'm pretty scared, I'm gonna scream..." "I'll give you ten dollars if you don't scream." "Gee, it's dark in here, I'm REALLY scared, I'm gonna scream..." The guy says "Look kid, here's FIFTY dollars, it's all I have, don't scream." "Ok." the kid whispers quietly. So the guy waits in the closet till he hears the husband finish lunch and as soon as he hears the door close he runs out of the closet and jumps out the window and runs down the street. Later that afternoon, the lady is out shopping with her son at the mall when he sees a bike in the toy store window and says to his mom "Gee, I'd REALLY like that bike." "Sorry, I can't afford to buy you a bike." The kid says, "That's ok, I can buy it myself, I have fifty dollars." She pulls him aside and asks him "WHERE did you get fifty dollars?" "I'll never tell." "You BETTER tell me where you got that money." "I'll never tell." "You must have done something bad to get that money. I'm taking you to church and you can tell the priest how you got that money in confession." So she does. The little boy is in the confessional and the door closes and he says "Gee, it's dark in here..." And the priest answers "Now let's not start THAT shit again..."


Dirty Lymerics

There once was a man named Dave,
who kept a dead whore in a cave,
she had only one tit,
and smelled worse than shit,
but think of the money Dave saved.

There once was a man from Kubot
who lived off of toe jam and snot,
when he had none of these,
he lived off the cheese,
from the tip of his grungy old cock.

There once was a man from Kent,
whose cock was so long it bent,
to save himself trouble,
he put it in double,
and instead of cumming he went.

There once was a man from Nantucket,
whose cock was so long he could suck it,
while licking his chin,
he said with a grin,
if my ear was a pussy I'd fuck it.

Little Willie Winkle
with a thirst for gore
stapled his sister to the door,
"Now Willie", his mother said with humor quaint,
"Don't do that, you'll scratch the paint"

There once was a man named Ken
who banged a girl in his den,
he knew something's wrong
when a wart grew on his shlong
and now he's in his den with Ben.

There once was a woman from Timbuktu
who was still a virgin at twenty two
till her boyfriend came along
and pumped her all night long
now she's at home with a baby named lulu.

There once was this guy called Mike,
who met this chick he really liked,
He tried to get near,
and she gave him a sneer,
cause the chick was a full-fledged dyke.

There once was a man from Peru
Who had a lot of growing up to do,
He'd ring a doorbell,
then run like hell,
Until the owner shot him with a .22

There once was a man from York
who picked his nose with a fork
when it got stuck
he cried "I don't give a fuck"
and walked around looking like a dork.

There was a farting contest coming to town
and people came from miles around
the first fart was extremely loud
the second fart pleased the crowd
the third fart, the judges cried
"He shit his pants, he's disqualified!"

There once was a man from kanass
Who's nuts were made out of brass
in stormy weather
he'd clack them together
and lightning shot out of his ass

There once was a security guard
Who had some troubles keeping it hard
He jerked it off nightly
And squeezed it tightly
while looking at his identification card.

There once was a man from Peru
who fell asleep in a canoe
while dreaming of Venus
he played with his penis
and woke up all covered with goo

Gorgey Porgey puddin and Pie.
Jerked off in his girlfriends eye.
When her eye was good and shut,
Gorgey Fucked that one eyed slut.

I once knew a person named Burl
Whose looks would make you hurl
why do I say it?
I'm not full of shit
this thing was half boy and half girl.

There was a young gypsy girl Rose
With obsessions for gentlemens' hose
Up her pussy, her rear,
In her mouth and each ear
And her cute little freckle-tipped nose.

There was an old lady from Wheeling,
who had a funny feeling
she laid on her back,
and tickled her crack
and pissed all over the ceiling

There once was this guy named Stan
Who had some trouble being a man
He wore a dress and high heels
And drove a Chevrolet with pink wheels
And soon Stan became a tran

There once was a man from Monclair
Who screwed his wife on the stair,
The banister broke,
He quickened his stroke
And finished her off in the air.

There once was this guy named Gored
Whose girlfriend was as flat as a board
He'd suck as hard as he could
And pulled them more then he should
But soon even Gored got bored.

Mary had a little sheep,
And with this sheep
She went to sleep.
The sheep turned out
To be a ram
And Mary had a little lamb!

A sexy young maiden named Jill
Tried a dynamite stick for a thrill
They found her vagina
In North Carolina
And bits of her tits in Brazil

There once was a man from St.Paul
Who swore he had but one ball
Two dirty young bitches
Tore down his breeches
And found he had none at all.

There was a young man from St. Rose,
Whose love life was so full of woes,
He loved sixty-nine,
He'd do it all the time,
But always got shit on his nose.

There was an old hag named Van Cleef,
Who was constantly passing a queef.
One day while visiting the farm,
She passed one meaning no harm,
But killed the whole herd of beef.

There once was a man from Moline
who made a jack off machine
at thirty-two strokes
the cock sucker broke
and turned his balls into cream!


Suicide Hotline

Interactive Voice Response Unit Greeting from the Personality Disorder Hotline:

"Welcome to the personality disorder hotline. If you are obsessive-compulsive, please press 1 repeatedly.

If you are co-dependent, please ask someone to press 2.

If you have multiple personalities, please press 3, 4, 5 and 6.

If you are paranoid-delusional, we know who you are and what you want. Just stay on the line so we can trace the call.

If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and a little voice will tell you which number to press.

If you are manic depressive, it doesn't matter which number you press. No one will answer."


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