Close the door to your office.
Yeah, I have an office, so what? Sure, I share it with some cleaning supplies and I sit on an old mop bucket, so what?
The old lady smell is on the other side of this here door. So now I can eat lunch, and then I read the following headline
Baby's Third Arm Removed
Can a girl catch a fucking break?
3 comments:
Well, there goes that baby's future job as a turnstile
he was so close to octopus too. now he's back to 6 arms short...
I know girl - that baby is killing me! It reminds me too much of the nurse from South Park.
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