I am very fancy. I have an ipod. In my totally awesome cubicle at work, I have an ihome. This is a little alarm clock that you can plug your ipod into and plays your ipod like a stereo. Its great for listening to music at work. What I like to do is put my ipod on shuffle and listen to my music all day long. What I don’t like is how some songs are automatically a different volume from others so I occasionally have to turn the volume up and down after a new song starts. I also have on my ipod, a couple of tracks from a cd called “Pull My Finger.” This track features various wet fart noises. (I think you all know where I am going with this.) The reason I have that track on my ipod is because I like to play it really loud in my car when I go through tolls. Just ask Jason Russell. Anyway, it happened again today where I am at my desk listening to a quiet song, and all of the sudden the track switches to that track, and my coworkers hear a series of loud farts blasting from my cubicle. This happens from time to time. I have honestly stopped caring. I fart enough at work to where it probably helps!! This way, when I really fart, hopefully they will start thinking, “Oh, thats just his ipod.” When really its my ibutt!
Jason Russell has a bunch of music my 60 GB ipod that he downloaded for his little ishuffle thingy (that things adorable. When I see it next to my ipod, it reminds me of a little boy looking at his own wiener and wondering why its different from his dads… Well, it doesn’t “remind” me of that, but it makes me think of that) Anyway, he put some rap on my itunes library so today at work, all of the sudden blasting from my cubicle was some woman’s voice shouting out all pissed, “That bitch-ass muthafucka aint got no shit!” and then I abruptly turned the volume all the way down. Thanks, Jason.