Shoulda Stuck With The Vacuum Cleaner

I was originally going to do a big rant about my stupid vacuum cleaner, but it was a little after 2:00 a.m. and I would have had to take pictures and do some Photoshop labeling and whatnot and thought, "Hey! That's a lot of work and it's Friday and maybe everyone would like another bar joke. And that's a lot easier." Or so I thought. Man, I'll be glad when I finally have all 18 transferred to the PC (although I won't put all of them on here). Tonight was worse than ever, not only was the PC putting up notes to me about "invalid markers" and whatnot, but the mac actually yelled at me in a loud woman's voice. It sounded like "Warning! KGB at the door!" but it was hard to tell with the rock tumbler going in there. And then to top it off, when I tried my 4th floppy disc (do those things just go bad over time like potato chips?) it had a picture called "Dad." So I copied the Dad pic onto the pc and then went to get rid of it off the floppy and the pc asked me "Are you sure you want to delete "Dad"? Well that was just awful and I almost burst into tears. It seemed at this point the computers were just being cruel. I finally got hold of myself and the Dad pic disc finally worked so here is another Bar Joke. Happy Friday! (and if you are new here, you will have to click on it to make it bigger. )