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msfledermausSo what do my friends and I do at work when the time drags?...Stuff. Weird, weird stuff...
Yesterday I had stuck a chicken-shaped soap-on-a-rope in Gail's locker. We'd been making chicken jokes for about a week or so. When she came in that morning she was in a hurry, so she grabbed her suit jacket, her tie, her belt, and the chicken-soap and reported to the Captain, who was vastly amused. Then Gail brought it to the morning meeting and demanded that it's owner 'fesses up, because it would hurt less that way. I was laughing too hard to answer...and throughout the day, would make quiet chicken noises when I saw Gail.
Before I left for home, I found a picture of Amy Winehouse in my locker with fangs and a header talking about her new life as an undead vampire.
There
Yesterday I had stuck a chicken-shaped soap-on-a-rope in Gail's locker. We'd been making chicken jokes for about a week or so. When she came in that morning she was in a hurry, so she grabbed her suit jacket, her tie, her belt, and the chicken-soap and reported to the Captain, who was vastly amused. Then Gail brought it to the morning meeting and demanded that it's owner 'fesses up, because it would hurt less that way. I was laughing too hard to answer...and throughout the day, would make quiet chicken noises when I saw Gail.
Before I left for home, I found a picture of Amy Winehouse in my locker with fangs and a header talking about her new life as an undead vampire.
There
