Guys! Guess what?
At the urging of my boss, who I think fears I will burn this building to the ground if I don’t get a break soon, I will likely be taking all of next week off. That’s right. One whole week. No work.
Well, sort of no work. I’ll still have to come in for a couple of meetings, but other than that… no work! For a week!
Let’s see if this actually comes to fruition.
Have you been muttering about a stapler, by any chance?
When someone has “What does the fox say” as their ring tone, and it goes off 3 feet from you in an adjacent cube, they won’t convict you for murdering that person, will they?
Very true. Although it’s equally as true that when I read an account of a life in which everyone is inexplicably mean to a faultless narrator, I start to wonder about how well the narrator actually perceives the world about them…
I start to wonder how well the narrator perceives themselves…
Our christmas tree is better than your christmas tree
Now if only they had him in Neville’s grandmother’s clothes.
Connor took a while to get used to assassinating rabbits.
Nobody understood why Bill had such an issue with the trust fall team building exercises.
Michael Phelps was *really* stoned at practice yesterday.
This was the fall back if Buckethead’s guitar career didn’t pan out.
Nurses are resourceful people.
I’m thinking this guy should have read the reviews on the body kit he ordered.