Muffins are cupcakes
Oh ma gawd. what a blawg dawg.
The woman who sits opposite me at work bothers me with all her personal problems. I found her crying one day because she got dumped, another day because she wasn't accepted into an online university, and another day because her mom started smoking again. I just heard her on the phone in the hallway asking: "so, should I bring a stool sample too?" And to my knowledge she doesn't own a dog. WTF?!!
let's blog it up knob gobblers.
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The woman who sits opposite me at work bothers me with all her personal problems. I found her crying one day because she got dumped, another day because she wasn't accepted into an online university, and another day because her mom started smoking again. I just heard her on the phone in the hallway asking: "so, should I bring a stool sample too?" And to my knowledge she doesn't own a dog. WTF?!!
let's blog it up knob gobblers.
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posted by imderek at
1:17 AM
2 Comments:
Owwie, my blawgg!
You seem to have quite a bizarre workplace. I mean, what with all the stool-sample talk, and residual-erotic-correspondence data lying around.
What's your wager on what she's got?
I say Kristi Yamaguchi fever.
That or a case of the downsies.
[word verification: gelcfih, sounds hebrew.]
...So, was she carrying an extra tall Dunkin' Donuts thermos and a pack of wet-naps today?
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