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"Hey Jim, I see you're wearing those sock garters I left at your house."
ReplyDelete"No, no, that wasn't me in Seinfeld. But thanks. Yes, yes, I know, 'a show about nothing'. Very clever."
ReplyDelete"Remind me to bring a cup with a handle. I've burned my finger so many times I think the skin is about to fall off."
ReplyDelete"With these elevator shoes, I'm finally tall enough to casually lean on the water cooler with my arm on top of it. Now will you go out with me, Jackie?"
ReplyDelete"A few more minutes and I'll have this tank filled with a fresh batch of my armpit sweat."
ReplyDeleteIs that a banana in your pocket?...
ReplyDelete"Yeah Lorne, very funny, so I've put on a few pounds but guess what? You're so bald we can see what's on your mind! So shut it cueball and let's get this stupid meeting started."
ReplyDelete"...And he says 'Hey, I heard you were out with Don Cherry and Blue the dog.', So I says, 'Pardon?' And he says 'I heard you were out with Don Cherry and Blue the dog.' LOSE IT! SNAP! I head fake him with the water cooler and the idiot goes for it. I hit him with a left hook to the K-9s, uppercut, and flurry to the midsection. I says 'How's that for I was out with Don Cherry and blew the dog for ya?' And ever since I've been the Champ!"
ReplyDelete"yes actually I DID just shit my pants"
ReplyDelete"I swear to God Barbara, if you interrupt another hockey conversation between Rupert and I about some horseshit retardathon moment from The View I will punch you in that barren uterus you hold all hope will show a spark of life...do you hear me Barb? It's 10:06 and if i look up from Ruperts nice argyle socks at 10:07 and see your mythological beast face i will stick my coffee finger through your eye socket, capeche?"
ReplyDelete"Oh Rupert, don't you tell ME to relax. Don't you FUCKING tell me to relax!!! You have NO idea what our conversations mean to me! NO IDEA!!! And this walking baby carriage comes here and tries to suffocate me with her cloud noxious perFUMES then steal you away from me... It was no accident that I left those sock garters at your house, Rupert. NO ACCIDENT! Oh god, I feel faint. I need some water...
ReplyDelete"...Hahaha-oh, sorry John. Yeah, we were just talking about that squiggly line on your back. Hahaha, you just walk around with it all day and everyone but you knows about it! Ahhh yeah, good stuff. ...but in all seriousness, you should get that checked out."
ReplyDelete"Yeah, sure Karen, I'd love to go for coffee with y-mmmmmmmmmmph!!!! HAHAHAHA!!! ohhh man, I couldn't even get that out with a straight face!"
ReplyDeleteWow Jim, I love the jewels you added to your nipple clamps. They really match your tan!
ReplyDeleteAnd then they taught us the hip swirl, and it went a lil' somethin' like this.....
ReplyDelete"Because I'm a greasy manager from the old school that doesn't care about being p.c., how's about me and him take turns on you in the conference room!"
ReplyDeleteExcuse me ... I had a burrito for lunch ...
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