A win for employees' privacy

Funny stuff.

Some of the guys in one of my fantasy baseball leagues have a habit of sending out emails and instant messages like that, which is usually fine....except for the times I have left my instant messenger open while my wife used our computer.

I still don't know what exactly the message said, but I am told that it was an interesting mix of creativity and perversion.

 

Damn...really wishing I could have made the outing. I missed out on so much.

 

Note to self: NEVER run for office.

 

In my cellphone, my wife's name falls right between my editor and a large, 250-pound football coach. I'm scared to death one day I'll hit the wrong button and have to explain to them why I told them I love them. Especially if they're happy about it.

 

So she wasn't totally against a good needling?

 

I once tried to make a drunken booty call to a girl named Erin and instead called a prep hockey player named Eric. He was quite confused when I kept asking for Erin.

 

Batman's needle joke was well-played, but the part in Zeke's earlier post about "no safe word" makes it Post of the Thread.

 

PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME YOU FILTHY APE!!!