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Have you ever seen a commercial or movie where a person is being held “captive” in a car and as the car is pulling off, they mouth the words or hold up a sign that reads “HELP ME!”? Picture me sitting at my desk like that today…with a frightened look on my face and mouthing the words “HELP ME!” Why? One of my “lab mates” just asked me this question: “Who do you think would win in a fight between the Kool-Aid man and the Pillsbury Doughboy?” And they had the “nerb” to ask me why I wanted my desk situated the way it is. Like I’m REALLY gonna turn my back to any of these folks. Puhleeze. LOL Sitting by the door, scanning the room, practicing my throat choke… **UPDATE: As of 12noon today, they’ve brought the Michelin Man into the rumble. Lawd! And that dude had the ‘nerb’ to ask me why the lemon pound cake I made was off limits to him. Dude - YOU do NOT need sugar. NEVER. EVER. EVA. Comment Below |
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