I’m Gonna Put This Out There. If You Like You It You Can Keep It. If You Don’t, You Can Send It Right Back.
Very sad day at the D Empire today, as JJ, aka Jessica Jones, is Managing Editing her way through her final day here. She’s leaving for a gig where she can apply her insatiable appetite for all things Talk Soup and TMZ.com. She’s a great colleague, wise beyond her years, a Happy Hour raconteur, whip smart, and, let’s face it, she makes the office 8 percent more attractive when she walks in the door. And that’s hard to do in this building.
This is extra sad for Zac and me, because JJ is the only person who consistently laughs at the stupid movie/TV lines we quote to each other. Her knowledge of usable dialogue from Anchorman, Talladega Nights, Arrested Development, and many other films/shows made it possible for us to take our dorkdom to 11. For that, we say to you, Jess, “Milk was a bad choice.”
Certain D overlords didn’t like it when we turned FrontBurner into an all-day goodbye tribute to Tall Paul, so it’s up to you, dear commenters, to tell JJ how much you’ll miss her. And keep it clean, or the boys in the edit pit will track you down and pummel you. Unless you’re C.J. Wilson. She hearts you, C.J. [Sigh.] Cue it.
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Is she leaving you for Pegasus News?
She can quote Anchorman extensively? She’s the perfect woman… call me… … … …
Bartender [to Ron Burgundy]
You know, times are changing. Ladies can do stuff now and you’re going to learn how to deal with it.
Jessica, I would like to invite you to the pants party…
I killed a man with a Trident!!
Bye, Jessica. With you gone I will return to ogling Nancy.
Is she at least staying in Dallas, or are we losing another attractive woman to a “lesser” city?
She’s going back to her home on whore island.
This is a girl that got me a raise (and no, you dirty old men out there… THAT is not what I meant). Working with her during my tenure in the dark side (PR) has earned me a few stories in CEO. Yeah, I’ll miss my cash cow a lot.
Seriously, all the best, Jessica. Cheers.
SPW
Please tell me that Jessica is the one on the left in that picture.
Eric to JJ: “For just one night let’s not be Co-workers. Let’s be Co-people.”
where is she off to?
Well… Let’s go see if we can make this little kitty purr.
To Jay:
“What? Were you saying something? Look, I don’t speak Spanish.”
When and where is the farewell happy hour? Or did you already have it and not tell us all???
I like to picture JJ in a tuxedo T-shirt ‘cause it says like, I want to be formal, but I’m here to party too, because I like to party, so I like my JJ to party
IT’S TERRIBLE. SHE HAS BEAUTIFUL EYES AND HER HAIR SMELLS LIKE CINNAMON.
Good luck girl, I’ll miss your San Diego
Is it true that D Magazine is bringing in Jack Jett to replace her?
Thus ending my pretense for coming by the office to argue with Tim over my column.
Look, I love the ladies, don’t get me wrong. They rev my engines. But they do NOT belong in the newsroom.
Would you say that you were in a glass case of emotion, D Magazine?
It is MANaging Editor, not LADYaging Editor, and that is a scientific fact!
Don’t act like your not impressed….
I love *******.
Boy, that escalated quickly… I mean, that really got out of hand fast.
Years later, Marty Cortland will discover that he has an IQ of 43 and is what some doctors would call “mentally retarded.”
For Jessica I will come to the D office wearing my new cologne, Sex Panther. It’s made with bits of real panther, so you know it’s good.
SB, someone didn’t love you enough when you were little, did they?
“I read somewhere their periods attract bears. Bears can smell the menstruation.”
So good riddance I say.
SB, why don’t you sit the next couple of plays out?
Wanna have an easter egg hunt in my pants?
I love lamp…
This city needs its news. And you are going to deprive them of that because I have breasts? Exquisite breasts? Now, I am gonna go on, and if you want to try and stop me, bring it on. Because I am good at three things: Fighting, screwing, and reading the news. I’ve already done one of those today, so what’s the other one gonna be? Huh?
Screwing?
We are laughing!
Nobody reads the news like Bethany….
I’m gonna come at you like a spider monkey, JJ. I’m all jacked-up on Mountain Dew!
Away, Eric. If you say what she did around here, you need to add away or it sounds wrong.
Good luck in your escape from D.
60% of the time it works, every time.
This is worse than that time the raccoon got in the copier!
What do you say if we go out on a date? Have some chicken, maybe some sex - you know, see what happens.
*please oh please oh please oh please God..please oh please oh please tell me she didn’t mean chicken sex*
I practice safe news reading.
http://blog.makezine.com/archi.....ainco.html
[/burgundy]
Had to do it…..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otzUm4wdEnw
Oh JJ, you are my little gentleman, I’ll take you to foggy London town! Why? Because you’re my little gentleman
Get out. Just go. We are through. Through. Because of your actions, you scorpion woman
Rubbin’ sticks and stones together makes the sparks ignite…
JJ, if I had learned anything from you, I would be able to say something funny from a movie right now. Unfortunately that book of movie quotes you made me for Christmas is at home (dam!). So, it’s come to this. If I must beg, I must. http://youtube.com/watch?v=lht_tdJQFbs
“I DON’T KNOW WHAT WE’RE YELLING ABOUT!”
Seriously: I’ll miss your posts, Jessica!
“Loud Noises!”
Great Oden’s Raven! NKOTB are back together!
Wonder who is gonna sniff her chair after she leaves?
You stay classy, Missing Dots.
I know what you’re asking yourself, and yes, Eric has nicknamed his penis. He calls it ‘The Octagon.’ And he’s also nicknamed his testes: the left one is James Westfall and the right one is Dr. Kenneth Noisewater.
Play your cards right and you just might get to meet the whole gang.
You can’t give yourself (or your parts) nicknames. They’re unearned unless freely given by your peers.
signed, Flash (formerly of Flash & Crash)
I hope they have more than beer at the farewell party.
I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. Here it goes down, down into my belly
Good luck - you’ll need it since you’re just a woman with a small brain. With a brain a third the size of us. It’s science.
How did y’all let Jessica get away?
Because you know …The only way to bag a classy lady is to give her two tickets to the “gun show.”
On my journey I met one of your kind. His name was Katow-jo. We became friends. I will tell tales of your compassion. Fare thee well, Jessica. You shall always be friend of the bears.
[applauding FB Nation]