This blows. Nothing interrupts your day more than some asshole like Deano here, come stompin into your office and making you clear the fuck out. We're making plans to do just that, sometime this weekend. I see the Mexican Estado de Tabasco, or a good, Cuban cigar in my future.
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Ahoy!
is wagering on hurricane paths in bad taste?
go whisper "St Thomas" in the captains ear...
oooooh the bathing suits...
Dude, that sucks. I am going to write this down on a list of good things about my job: No hurricanes.
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