To Keep On Keepin' On

I have to be down for computer maintain today. So a quick story that is making the rounds of The Oldsters' Home where I am incarcerated:

A guy walks into a hash house carrying a shotgun and bucket of cow plop. He orders coffee, drinks it down, raises the shotgun and shoots the bucket of manure, then disappears into thin air.

"What was that all about?" asks the cook.

A patron responds: "He's in training for senior management. He comes in, drinks coffee, shoots the shit, then disappears for the rest of the day."

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My favorite word today is henmark. n., from old eggbeaters. Def.: The dried yellow substance found between the tines of forks in restaurants.