Within 15 minutes of my shift today, I had a little incident. My orders were to get Mr. Lloyd Kaufman his favorite coffee from down the block and personally hand deliver it to him. Easy enough, right? What an honor, I thought! So I headed down the block, got the coffee, returned with the coffee, walked into Lloyd's office, and then proceeded to stumble and dump the scalding hot coffee (he likes it reeeeeal hot) all over the President of Tromaville. Needless to say, a highly Tromatic new a-hole ripping was administered to yours truly and I was promptly fired on the spot. Needless to say once more, the Troma blog posts will now be ceasing. My deepest and sincerest apologies and regrets to not only Mr. Kaufman and his family but also to all of you Troma heads out there. For as long as I live, I will never live this day down.....
Truth be told, i'm way too fucking tired right now to post any kind of recap of my (rather good) day in Tromaville, so it's gonna have to wait till tommorow. That is, if I ever wake up tommorow. And for the record, there is some truth to that above story. I did in fact meet the man behind the Troma and I did in fact service him (not like that....)!