## Can you write an amusing paragraph or 2 or more that includes these phrases?

Question

1. Is it just me, or does every woman in in this car have some kind of an emotional problem?
2. Roger that, good buddy.
3. Work? Yeah I tried that once. Worse 7 minutes of my life.
4. I used to have an open mind but my brain kept falling out.
5. Hubba. Hubba.
6. Things not look so good, Kemosabe.

Answer 1

I was sitting, sweating bullets in my orange jumpsuit in the paddy wagon along with three other ladies. We had all come to Jacobi hospital for minor maladies that had given us all a one day reprieve from our jail cells.
"Is it just me, or does every woman in in this car have some kind of an emotional problem?"
Bertha Butt looked straight at me when she asked this. She was always up in everybody's business, either bragging or making some kind of trouble, with her big fat self!!!
At the moment I was in no mood for her at all!! I didn't offer any reply, simply choosing to ignore her and minding my own business like I usually did.
Annie, a small Indian lady who was usually very quiet looked up.
"I am wondering if I will still have a job at the end of my time"
Like me, she was doing 45 days for DUI, and unlike Paris Hilton, we were BOTH doing ALL of our time!!
Bertha cackled! "Work? Yeah I tried that once. Worse 7 minutes of my life" She pushed her obscene bosom out, sucking in her voluminous gut. "I have so many OTHER talents, I never did have to work much!!"
Melissa, the third lady in our foursome was a tough cookie that brooked no BS and like the rest of us, was sick of Bertha's big mouth!! ! "Well, Hubba, Hubba for you!!!" she stated meanly, giving Bertha a confrontational smirk.
Not wanting any trouble in the car I piped up,
"I'll Roger that, good buddy!! I myself have quite a few talents that are on hold, we all just have to keep an open mind and concentrate on the positive till we're outta here!"
Melissa laughed", I used to have an open mind but my brain kept falling out".
Bertha laughed a little TOO loudly! "I just KNEW you had SOMETHING missing" she said.
Annie and I looked at each other.
"Things not look so good, Kemosabe" I said
The next thing we knew Bertha and Melissa were at each others throats!! Annie and I alerted the officer and thankfully he quickly intervened!!
I was wondering if Annie and I could get time off for "emotional turmoil" After all, it had worked for Paris!!!

Answer 2

"Gees what's wrong with you. You think working is all a joke."
"Work? Yeah I tried that once. Worse 7 minutes of my life."
" Why don't you stay open? I'm sure their are lots of fun jobs around".
" I used to have an open mind but my brain kept falling out."
" God. I'm sick of you. You're just like my sister's ex boyfriend."
"Is it just me, or does every woman in in this car have some kind of an emotional problem? "
" Hubba Hubba".
" What's wrong?"
" Stuff."
" Roger that ,good buddy".
"Things not looks so good , Kemosabe."
" Let me give you a hug."

Answer 3

The RTD was running slow Josh, the bus driver, was taking a group of elderly women back to the retirement home. Most of the women were conversing of ex-husbands. Josh sighed. "Is it just me, or does every women in this car have some kind of an emotional problem?" His friend, Jess, sat in back of him. He patted his back three times. "Roger that, good buddy."
The women's conversation went on and on. One of the women was talking about how her husband hated work. "He always used to boycot it, he'd play sick," said the women. "Most of all, he says one day, "Work? Yeah I tried that once. Worse 7 minutes of my life." Josh was storming. It was a long day. He wanted to drop these women off and get home. Jess, an overweight brown haired man patted Josh's back again. "Keep a open mind, Josh." Josh sighed. "I used to have an open mind but my brain kept falling out." Josh pounded a horn at a mini-cooper that was in front of him. "Hubba, hubba people!" Jess patted Josh's back again. "Things dont look so good, Kemosabe." Josh was confused. "When am I Kemosabe!?" Josh finally pulled up to the retirement home. It was, what is called, a long day.

Answer 4

I stopped at Sue's house, last stop in the carpool, and she crammed her way into the crowded Vee Dublya.
"Wassup?" I asked as she settled in.
"I hate my hair!" she screeched. I wanna cut it all OFF!"
"Well, at least you don't have premature GREYS" Kate whined.
"And," chimed in Annie "it's not all kinky like MINE!"
"Is it just me, or does every woman in this car have some kind of an emotional problem" I wondered silently.
"Hubba, HUBBA, check out that guys ***!!!" Sue pointed out the window. A tight cheeked stud was bending over on the sidewalk to pick up his dog's duty.
"Roger that, good buddy" I opined, "Nice tight ones indeedy!"
"He looks gay to me" said Annie. "I can't stand it that my brother is gay." she continued. "I used to have an open mind, but my brain kept falling out."
I wasn't surprised.
"So, where are we dropping you, Sue?"
"At the mall today, please."
"No work today?" Annie asked
"Work? Yeah, I tried that once. Worse 7 minutes of mah lahf!" hahah" she drawled it in a silly accent.
Suddenly, I had to hit the brakes. Cars were lined up, bumper to bumper, as far as I could see.
"Things not look so good, Kemosabe[s]." I announced to my passengers. "Anyone got a flask?"....

asker, you know who I am!!??? I feel like batman without his mask!

Answer 5

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