Well Lick My Ass & Call Me a Stamp!

I was sitting in my office the other day listening to my father go on & on about nothing in particular. OK, not really. I tend to tune him out most of the time. I have to. It's the only way I get work done but he THINKS I'm listening to him, which is what really matters right? Riiiiiiiight.. As I'm sitting there working on a fairly heinous computer issue with a protocol specific piece of machinery (otherwise known as a cheap piece of shit the study sponsor fobbed off on me), I came across the root of the evil that I was working on all of a sudden. Without thinking I blurted out: Well Lick My Ass & Call Me a Stamp! Needless to say my dad just stared at me. Ah well, it just goes to show you what the brain will come up with at the weirdest moments.