Ow, my "awss" AKA my butt. I took a large thing apart yesterday / last night and in the end had to drag one big piece of it across the parking lot to leave out for the scavengers, and my gluteus muscles got a real workout.
Back when I worked at the credit card terminal company, our "Palestinian" (no shit, a real grade-A asshole too) manager hired in another "Palestinian" guy named Imad. Well, this guy was the "Palestinian" Groucho Marx right down to the eyebrows, big moustache, and cigar. He kept us laughing so much our productivity went way down. At one point he said "Ow, my awss!" and I still laugh about it. Yeah, he was eventually let go because we were having so much fun and doing so much less work that it was just not workable.
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